At Papazof’s on the site of the old slaughterhouse, what the sea provides is served on the plate – the result is sometimes more, sometimes less successful.
This is a sharp corner, the area of the old slaughterhouse in Munich. There’s satire and slapstick in the inn. At the colorful signalman Thiel nearby, you can find exotic, ecological, flashy, art and games. The striking stage house of the new Volkstheater shimmers in the courtyard with its rotting charm. The brick building of the old cattle bank is waiting for the Humor and Comic Art Forum, which will hopefully move in there soon. And behind it, in the corner, crouches the last scissor grinder, a master of the sharp edge that is rarely found anymore. And there are the fish wholesalers, and a truly sharp knife is always a prerequisite for separating a fine fillet from a fish.