Radomil Maléř

"After the war, when the pub opened, recreational tourism began to develop. The area of Radhošť, Pustevny and the whole Beskydy Mountains became an oasis for tourists from bigger cities. This had the effect of increasing the demand not only for drinks but also for food, so my mother started cooking. With the help of various helpers, of course. Right after the war, she was helped by a German woman who was waiting to be deported. Her name was Gertrude. And then there was a Polish girl named Lucie. There was always a need for help in the kitchen. It was terribly hard work. Cooking during the day and preparing at night. Even I was woken up at night to peel potatoes for the next day and so on. That was very hard for me, that hurt."

"At that time there was a lot of alcohol being drunk in Wallachia. My father's colleagues, who were also pulling wood, earned a lot of money for those times. Every day, when they were returning from the sawmill, where they brought the wood, they drove past all three pubs. And they stopped at every pub, so that when they got home, there was nothing left for the children and the family. That was one of the reasons why I disliked the profession of tavern keepers and waiters. All my brothers became waiters and pubkeepers, only I refused to go that way because I felt sorry for the children and families whose fathers spent everything they earned. Of course, it wasn't just carters and loggers, but they drank heavily and it wasn't a good for anyone."