To be the landlady in a small town means to know almost everyone, everyone knows you anyway.
When such a hostess dies, like Elisabeth Prostmeier from Riedersheim at the age of 84, then many mourn.
Especially since the deceased made sure not only in her large family that everyone was doing well.
She was also very popular in her inn and, last but not least, a great cook: a better certificate can hardly be issued for a landlady.
Born and raised in Breitasch with three sisters and two brothers, she had to take on a lot of responsibility very early on.
Because her mother had died young, Elisabeth was then just 13 years old.
As a child, she also had to help out on her parents' farm until she went to elementary school in Kirchasch.
After eight compulsory years there, she attended a weekly vocational school for two more years.
Before she could even think of a family, however, she had to run an uncle's farm and household in Papferding.
Then she went to the agricultural household school in Erding to be prepared for all household chores in a company.
And she worked briefly in a sewing shop in Erding until she met her husband Franz, who at that time ran an inn and cattle trade in Riedersheim.
To get an insight into gastronomy, she even studied for a while in the Zur Post restaurant in Erding.
The two married in 1966 and soon afterwards their first child, son Franz (53), was born.
He was followed by three siblings: daughter Elisabeth (52) and sons Martin (51) and Gottfried (49).
In the meantime the family had grown and so the deceased had seven grandchildren to look forward to.
Also in 1966, Elisabeth Prostmeier and her husband took over the restaurant.
Her father-in-law helped out now and then, but died two years later.
She herself was to be fated early too, because her husband was killed in a tragic car accident in 1989 - just 56 years old.
From then on, Elisabeth Prostmeier tried to run the farm, the cattle trade as well as the household and family in addition to the restaurant.
In 2000, son Franz and his wife Marianne took over the inn.
“My mother was popular with everyone, not just in the inn,” recalls Gottfried.
“She was always friendly, was also the host mother of the local riflemen, very religious and enjoyed working in her garden in her free time.
Here she mainly took care of vegetables and their beautiful flowers.
She stayed mentally active until the end and read the local newspaper with interest - as the landlady she also knew exactly what was going on in the village. ”On Maundy Thursday she fell asleep peacefully after a full life.
FRIEDBERT HOLZ
