"it once again led me over the height back of the welzheimer forest north of the remstal after mutlangen. this time not, as a few years ago to pick up mother-in-law, but this time my mother was planned that my dear wife would come along and we would then come in together. so I also thought first of all about the second Italian in mute, which I had actually already looked at to return to another “collection”. at the scan of the net I was then somehow never after it and the belvedere fell back in alfdorf. 10km ago we had a nice return many years ago and left the set under the evaluation that we immediately re- ... etc. at that time we decided to eat a high repetition value although the pizza was not quite the one that she should have been but a quite good one. on Friday we reserved a place for three but unfortunately only two should take. my wife wasn't even after such longer (40 minutes crossing. arrived in mutlangen greeted me already my mother and asked for my love. “And what do we do now?” was her second answer after she regretted the lack of her daughter-in-law. “We’re going to eat two” was my answer, which immediately came to the mood. with the sohnemann only to go to two foods there have been many years no longer (if ever there were). the belvedere at the western local outlet of the already almost small town alfdorf has its own parkings behind the house but on Sunday, the directly adjacent rewe is of course a fine option also for people with a manageable one parktalent to find a plet for vehikel. further restrictions of physical nature encounter the house with the possibility of having the corresponding guests (as observed and unfortunately again not asked to leave them in and out again in a flattering manner (by the kitchen or other rooms). otherwise there is the main entrance which inevitably leads over a staircase which this old house presented once proudly. this house is certainly already a whole past and should not have been built in the 20th century. we walked around the house and climbed the stairs to the entrance with subsequent wind. also this seemed to have snuffed some original air. and then we were standing in a small snake of pizza pickers. a few “Aehms” and “Hungary” simply did not bring us further in this case. the serviceman at the theke worked the pickups. of course, I used this to take a reasonable moment to expose the pizza formation area together with many of them and, of course, the pizza baker looked exactly in the eye view around the corner. “Did you just take a picture?” “Yes clear” “I don’t want to, I’m not a pizza”. “Is in order, but from the pizza I want to make pictures so that my wife also comes along.” my last answer has not been commented yet, but this is the reason that the image is not set by the pizza oven here. However, the two discharge electro furnaces with stone plate are not quite the optical blissmaker. Although they certainly do their work well; then we were on the line. “What did they order?” “A place for two people” uups, that was a little embarrassing to him. but he really had something to do. he remembered the name of it and offered us a nice place a bit off the trubels of the picker. there another party had already occupied a table and a third should immediately follow. where we are already at “always” I can state that the cards also adhere to this adverb and also the subsequent query for the drinks. at the latter, however, I was discussing a break, as I was assigned as a driver, there was of course no wine beer. so that I wanted to check the alcohol-free options first. in the absence of a tonic water, on which I had pleasure, it was then “only” a profanes cola (0.4l to 3.50 . my mother were not imposed these constraints and she chose a dark wine (0.5l to 3.80 . of course, I would ask if I would help her, because half a liter would not make her well. and another one I saw myself confirm that I would not be able to help her. Be it. the drinks came quickly to the table and then we had already almost met our food selection. almost because my mother was still fluctuating. so the waiter just came to the table again; for my dear mother a pizza alla chef (9.50 with ham, salami, peperoni, paprika, tweebel, mushrooms and my choice fell naturally on the pizza pazza (9, with salami, peperoni, tweebel, garlic, olive, oregano, sharply before another insalata capricosa. the salat was no longer in memory but after consultation of my then text and the images (of course also on the pc archived this was a wish for me in advance. the waiting time for the salat was then quite short. Nevertheless, in the meantime in the old venerable building with its high ceilings and the parquet floor could also be seen quite a walk. what the house had seen? to salat came also first pizza rolls to the table and at their richness asked the waiter (actually it was not a waiter, no actually, but he did not look that way. but he was very empathic and nice, and he understood his task. So he immediately asked for extra plates for salat. And actually he asked not, but also mentioned, “I probably bring with the salat two extra plates.” I'm insuring against oaths, that wasn't our fault! the unhappy clinkers at the table we have been pampered decades ago; extra plate simply belong to it and we found it well. in other houses, you have to ask for it or just soak up the tablecloth, because the waiter then just never got stuck. the salate. that was good and rich. and, surprise, surprise, sometimes again pleasant throughout with a beautiful supple and slightly edgy dressing. I liked that very much! and, I wouldn't be if I had not tried the special menage band whose practical function I already knew, too. absolutely drip-free dosage. I liked it at the first sight! technology that was thrilled; the salat was fresh and also the tomats could tell about the sun. the wobbles were nicely cut thin and the ham was extremely tasty and intense. the cheese plates (on the picture hardly recognizable were no 08/15 plates but somehow did not seem very impressive. I'm still thinking about what kind of cheese was. Finally, the salate had tasted very well. the pizza rolls delivered to the salad were still pleasantly warm and they offered a taste of what should come. my pizza looked very appealing. abundantly occupied, the often also had enough color enchanted on the edge. the ply was really good and tasty. although the annoyed “sharf” (as was somehow forgotten at that time). oregano was clearly tasty and fits. Unfortunately, the diligent didn't come along at all. of the spice quite “teignamslos” he was also quite heavy as soon as he became a bit thicker. the edge looked nicely up. but only looked like that, because he was also rather massive. the largely thin floor area could quite taste but at some places it was also a bit thicker and promptly cried out in a mouth quickly. this was probably better in the round than some more competitions (as there are in the opposite number in the well-known number, but the many pickers are not culinary analphabetes but in comparison with what I have been looking for for for a while, a clear number smaller. Conclusion: the anbeing is pleasant and the location beautiful. the salat can really do what you neglect at other places. my mother tasted the pizza. I judge according to the standards of the andiha and he has eaten by so many pizza doughs and knows about the heights and depths that are lurking there. I can also gout a pizza that does not necessarily originate from the ultra-airy acidic fraction, but rather comes “cnusprig”. a long diligence with little or no yeast costs what. especially time and rest place and of course money. but you taste it too. Nevertheless, even yeasty can be good if they are processed at least accordingly and I also like to give them a star more. I only come here because of the very good salate on more than their 3 stars. Yes, 6 years ago, the staring about eating was a little different. but precisely from this reason, I have set an assessment and not short criticism. ps: now it has become much longer than originally thought. sorry for that;"
