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Contribuer aux commentairesWe went to dinner a while ago on the weekends because of circumstances. Mostly good old reservations with friends. Because we were always happy there. No fluff menu available! Here and there on the ceiling, a sick Santa between the dust, no decorations or adjusted table deficitive bite. Food tongue in scampi, not to eat! Not solid, plus glaze and not so fresh. Camp with guts. Gross! Head of inheritance, some of the flesh fell, others left a big fat sauce. The dessert was just edible, but definitely not nice. Just the wine was to drink! We're never going back. Meanwhile, we heard of others who did the same thing last year. At least you're expecting a creepy kitchen. We don't have to do it anymore!
Last Sunday I was invited by my in-laws for my father-in-law's birthday to eat. They had reserved to make me look real because I have beautiful and delicious memories of the zoo, but unfortunately, I can't get those memories last Sunday. This was one of those opposites who has to put this on aperitive order. Chicken drink was served by my father-in-law, had to ask for a menu card delivery, and the main dish went on, but we were still working on our sweet time? Garcoon clearly got a mild irritation back then. He had to explain what was extra in the lamb for him: My father-in-law hears this for now in his life behind us, there was also a table with guests and very embarrassing, but our garcon didn't know what I was saying? The guests tried the word "water with bubbles." Strange for someone who's in the horeca, the scampis in the spotlight aren't picked. My fish soup wasn't really hot. Juvechi wasn't sexy that my doctor tarami jhad had no taste of azikki was exactly crazy squirrels were liquor store and wak/scampi was hard and cold. Suddenly the garcoon reports that the kitchen will be locked up, do something. politely when we are; In the meantime, we're gonna order a coffee, which garcoon will look at the oatmeal on his watch, and he's covering all the tables for the next pile of new tablets, apparently. The whole time, it was very unpleasantly cold. What should have been a nice dinner is now in our memory as very sad. And being served by someone who really wasn't nice and really didn't like working. Being friendly is just a clear shame, so sad!
The restaurant's cashier is pretty cozy. Serving is good. We ate a Greek menu. Our conversation partner is a vegetarian moussaka. Justice was mezze and was pretty good, not less. The main dish was lamb in the oven with special sauce. This was really bad. Too much sauce on the meat, on the beans and on the sidewalk. As dessert, it was a whiny chocolate cake that was an ants and mostly heavy, along with a bunch of ice cream and some whipped cream. For us too heavy dessert after the last time. The vegetarian moussaka is tested. Our conversationalist drank a fresh coffee. It came in a tea glass. We don't fall over that, over the flood of sugar, we didn't like the loud musicians that came between people playing ouble tires, but different people in the restaurant, so that might say something about us. _
It's a nice chart with a pleasant course, the food isn't bad, but the menu is a little bit limited to grim food; But, the worst part is a man with a guitar that breaks the mood for hours with his angelsaksian songs, (parent songs of the years like the beatles, only you... Who sure as hell don't fit into a whiff of interior; And he seems to be part of the staff. It'll take a little while to get the check.
The food is exquisite, the service and atmosphere is amazing... You despise yourself in Greece. I have to come back! Really a super-toucher, both for a romantic date and a nice night out with friends or family... Just top! ! !
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