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He continues: “Hitler, as private person, considered himself in many ways a

painter, an artist and partly an architect. Thus, he must have felt a kinship with
artists even though his person was so vastly different from the bohemian types

of the city. A subtle character trait being in sharp contrast to the political persona

he was. Oskar Marie Graf describes in his memoirs how extremely unpleasant it
was that the meeting with Adolf Hitler at Osteria.“

She is still looking at him in wonder. He answers her gaze.

"Yes, Adolf Hitler considered himself quite the painter, particularly in
Realism, a genre that he never understood, which made his paintings appear

unprofessional. But he continued to frequent the art circles, even after he
officially became a politician.” he breaks his flow speech with a side-note;

“Oh, and by the way, I own one of George Schrimpf’s paintings - and it is not for

sale,” he says loudly, almost laughing.” He pushes the two massive wooden-swing
doors aside into the Osteria restaurant as they enter. Inside the restaurant

there’s a little door on the left by a small receiving counter stand the head waiter

Emilio. Just in front of him, he has neatly placed the evening's reservations in a
long neat row in a detailed vintage leather sheet. It’s still the old-fashioned

reservation system that they use with pride in here, disliking the newer easier
methods. It takes away from the history and the class of the place. And like pretty

much everything else in the restaurant, the interior as well, it has been in use

since the restaurant first opened in 1890.
“Ah, we are here. Our own little cozy time machine" says Gustav as soon

as they’d arrived. Emilio promptly walks towards them, on the sight of Gustav

and Claire. He gives them both a warm handshake and greets them.
“Welcome to Osteria. Let me help you with your coats.”

Emilio takes the coats with a well rehearsed motion over his arm, and then leads

them to their main table at the back of the restaurant, at the left section,
diagonally opposite the kitchen entrance.

“Are We in a mood for wine, sir? If so, the first glass will be on the house,”

says the distinguished head-waiter in broken German. As soon as Gustav's rings
he picks up with a quick motion. The polite Emilio doesn’t wait for the answer

and decides to fetch a bottle of wine. He is used to his guests being extremely
busy, often doing business while they are at the restaurant. "I'll bring some