The chimney sweep had an eye for the girls as we say in Vienna. He was very fond of the pretty baker next door and she of him too. So it was hardly surprising that he usually left her house covered in white flour instead of black soot. His job and his passionate affair with the beautiful baker also made him thirsty and he quenched his thirst in the neighbouring tavern. As the chimney sweep was to be seen there more and more often, the Viennese, with their inimitable way of simplifying things, started calling the entire restaurant “Zum weißen Rauchfangkehrer”.