Wollmesheim · Rhineland-Palatinate, Germany · October 2025
Standing where my father was born, a 5-star lunch at a wine tavern, one last Brotzeit, and the flight home.
Before flying home, Philipp and I spent more time exploring Wollmesheim, the little wine village near Landau where my father was born. It was gray and drizzly, but that didn't matter. This was the most personal part of the whole trip.
Our last days, step by step
- Roots The spot where my father was born
- Walk Old wine farms and courtyards
- Lunch Wiener Schnitzel and Sauerbraten at Weinstube Marienhof
- Night One last Brotzeit
- Home Frankfurt to Dallas
The spot where my father was born
I stood in the spot where my father was born. The house itself is gone; it was demolished in the mid-1990s, and today it's a gravel yard behind an old orange brick wall. There isn't much to see, but standing there meant a lot to me.


Wine farms and courtyards
Wollmesheim is full of old wine farms, with sandstone gate posts and big wooden gates that open onto cobblestone courtyards. We walked past Weingut Bernd Dicker, where we'd visited old friends, its arched gate covered in red and golden vines, and found a butcher, the Metzgerei Joachim, that has been in the village since 1797.





Weinstube Marienhof
For lunch we drove a few villages north to the Weinstube Marienhof in Venningen, a family-run wine tavern with its own winery. We had a crispy Wiener Schnitzel with fries and lemon, and Sauerbraten, tender slices of beef with potatoes, a creamy sauce, beets, pickled pumpkin and a pickle. Beautifully plated and full of flavor.


5 / 5
★★★★★- Where
- Weinstube Marienhof, Venningen (Pfalz)
- We had
- Wiener Schnitzel and Sauerbraten
- Price
- $$$ On the higher side, and worth it
Our verdict: 5 out of 5. Classic Pfälzer cooking done really well, in a cozy wine tavern surrounded by vineyards.
One more Brotzeit
On our last night we kept it simple: a Brotzeit in the room with salami, Emmentaler and the last of the French bread we'd bought in France, plus one more bottle of Holzverwandler Seidla. The next morning the sun finally came out, and the vineyards were glowing gold under a blue sky. A perfect goodbye.




Flying home
On October 22, 2025, it was time to go. We dropped off the rental car at Frankfurt Airport, posed one last time under the big departures board, and boarded our Lufthansa flight to Dallas. Three countries and a lot of memories: Franconia, the Alps, München, Lake Constance, Switzerland, Alsace and the Pfalz. What a trip with my son.


Tip: if your family comes from a small German village, go. Walk the streets, talk to people, eat at the local inn. It's the best way to understand where you come from.
Good to know
- Where
- Wollmesheim, a wine village that's part of Landau in der Pfalz
- Eat
- Weinstube Marienhof in Venningen: Wiener Schnitzel and Sauerbraten
- Shop
- Metzgerei Joachim, a village butcher since 1797
- Flying home
- Frankfurt Airport is about 1.5 hours north of Landau by car
Have you ever stood where your family's story began?
Tell me in the comments, or send me a question if you're planning a trip to the Pfalz.
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