New friends at Fleschner Michaela Gutsausschank Schneck

New friends at Fleschner Michaela Gutsausschank Schneck

On a cobblestone street in Eltville, we noticed a small sign pointing to a restaurant at Weingut Klaus Fleschner, so discreet it was almost impossible to discover. That evening, we recognized it only because of the sounds of laughter and animated conversation drifting out into the street. Curious, we stepped inside an overcrowded restaurant filled with an atmosphere of pure joy.

In the very German way, we were welcomed and introduced to a shared table. After the first toast—in German, of course—accompanied by one of my favorites, the Rauenthaler Steinmächer Spätburgunder Rotwein, strangers quickly turned into new friends. Conversations unfolded with intellectual depth and genuine curiosity, and we were immersed in stories of this beloved region, where the queen of grapes, Riesling, reveals itself through some of the finest white wines in the world.

As if following a well-composed melody, the evening concluded with a local specialty: a bottle of sparkling Riesling. A truly remarkable dinner, defined by exceptional wine, authentic encounters, and new friendships.

I’m getting along very well with the local wine farmers

I’m getting along very well with the local wine farmers

I’m getting along very well with the local wine farmers at the wine bar in the Market Hall in Frankfurt. Whenever I order a 0.2 glass, they generously pour almost double. So it is with a local Spätburgunder — they treat that glass with the same generous hand.

A glass of red wine filled to a measurement line, showcasing its deep colour and clarity.
A glass of red wine with a measurement line visible.