To fortify ourselves, we decided to visit the historic confectionery Kormuth.

At the entrance we first had to wait, in front of us was a group of Americans (think it anyway, the English did not sound British) who made a big bramborium around a table. When one was found, they looked at the counter and said to the following members of the group: "They only have cakes, no sweets." After that they left. To this day I don't know what the gentlemen expected. Maybe someone can explain it to me?
In any case, the display appealed to me.


The décor is somewhat historic, pushing hard on the edge of kitsch.



In the basement there is still a kind of bar and a guest room, both unused.


And a not quite common toilet.


But the most important thing in a pastry shop is, of course, the cake. And there you could really be very satisfied. It was fresh and of good quality.