“Everything was different in Cologne. […] You don’t order a Kölsch in a brewery, you get one. Nor is the Köbes a waiter, but a brewery assistant, whose pride precludes carrying beer to the table. Provided that Cologne residents adhere to the rules, which is seldom the case, they do so in anticipation of the associated exception, one of which says that, in the end, Köbesse carry beer to the table because they are entrepreneurs and therefore not waiters. […] You have to believe in a Köbes like in Providence or the Archangel Gabriel. Then everything will be fine. “  Frank Schätzing, Don’t worry, Munich 2007, p. 228 f.
For us, our Köbesses are also part of the family, as are every cook and counter worker as well as the cleaning staff at the entrance to the washrooms. Come by and see for yourself!