Ask many Germans their opinion of Stuttgarters and they will go off on a tangent: they are road hogs speeding along the autobahn; they are sharp-dressed executives with a Swabian drawl; they are tight-fisted homebodies who slave away to schaffe, schaffe, Häusle baue (work, work, build a house). So much for the stereotypes.
The real Stuttgart is less superficial than legend. True, some good-living locals like their cars fast and their restaurants fancy but most are just as happy getting their boots dirty in the surrounding vine-clad hills and hanging out with friends in the rustic confines of a Weinstube (wine tavern). In the capital of Baden-Württemberg, city slickers and down-to-earth country kids walk hand in hand.