The text is a loving homage to the Kellerberg hill in Höchstadt. The author describes it as something unique and valuable that locals often take for granted, even though it is a central part of their lives and their home. Without the Kellerberg, it says, Höchstadt would be ‘a desert without an oasis’ – the town owes its conviviality, joy and identity to it.

Walking up the tree-lined avenue to the Kellerberg, one already feels a sense of freedom and contentment. The cellar houses with their inviting names and sayings convey a feeling of security and relaxation. The descent into the cool, quiet cellar vaults, where the beer is stored in peace, is described as an almost reverent experience – a symbol of peace and contentment.
The text also pays tribute to two ‘benefactors’:
God, who created the natural conditions for beer production, and
Bishop Johann Philipp of Bamberg-Würzburg, who granted the people of Höchstadt the right to brew beer in 1604.

Yes, our Kellerberg is an excellent place to relax with its unspoilt nature and originality, a sanatorium for the nerves of its own kind, a piece of ancient Germanic culture, a remnant of lost romanticism! Let us be glad that we still have something like this in the cauldron of our troubled and poetry-less times, and let us rejoice often and heartily in our beloved Kellerberg, our life and the beauty of our homeland! – Cheers!

von Peter Baier