"I've stumbled over something again. A Greek. Backnang. Of course I've hit my Greek colleagues. He didn't know the house. However, the reviews were on the ultra-serious cheer “5* I want a child from the cook” or 1* “The Zaziki was cold” or “we didn’t get any space” but actually exceptionally high, so that the house never went out of my head. And so at the end of a busy holiday week I placed a parking space and various other things had to be refurbished my wish to go back to a Greek. To that Greek. Since my dear wife is currently temporarily physically restricted, she is not allowed to burden her right foot and is therefore largely on 4 wheels on the road, of course, I have already felt how it would have been ordered with accessibility there. Since I know the house from the outside and also the topography there, I already had a little bit of a bamboo if it went without any steps. But I was told that one would come to the front guest room. Only the toilets would be “bad”. And what was best: On Sundays the house has consistently warm kitchen. A not to be underestimated plus if you like to have breakfast at 10 a.m. So we had reserved at 2 pm and even daughters were torn from the student's dreams and forced to go with them in a day-sleeping time. And as if it hadn't been enough, Frauchen also asked her mother, who hadn't seen her for a while, if she wanted to come along. From the outside, the house already looks quite crisp. And in fact there were only two low thresholds at the entrance to get in. Also inside it went on rustically cozy. I am not sure what was hidden and what was to be regarded as an original dominated the front guest room. Your guest rooms. But also about the corner to the counter, to which there was a step up and where there were other seating was not much room. That was a little place. Perhaps there was also a search for the circumstance and finding that the rooms had already seen so many guardians. But it radiated a fine cosiness. In particular, an installation had created my interest, which was very close to the legendary Gardena on three-phase adapter, please click to see the whole splendour. We were welcomed and led to our table. There DIN A3 lay place covers in the form of the map. That is, the card was printed on it and we were told that we should choose and cross and later simply call the numbers. Mezé was written big here. Greek tapas. The ladies weren't allowed to ask twice at the table and crossed on it. The number columns, which were dictated during the next arrival of the nice Lord in his Gameboy, were dangerously close to the currently highest prime number. For the sake of shortening, I simply rattle the orders down here: Beverages: 3x Rhabarberschorle Teinacher Enjoy Limonade Rhabarber Mirabelle 0,33l to 3,50 each. 1x King Ludwig Weißbier preschool version 0.5l to 3.80. 1x mineral water Zagori 1l to 4. Mezé and main dishes: 2x Pita each 0.90 2x Zaziki at 4,20 1x Steakhause Pommes 3,50 1x Steakhause Pommes with grated hard cheese 4,30 1x Zucchini tomatoes balls 6. 2x cheese croquettes to 6,50 1x chopped balls with tomato sauce 7, 1x giant beans the Gigantes things in a spicy tomato sauce 6. 1x Aubergine grilled with feta, tomato, parsley and garlic 7,70 1x filled bifteki with cheese 3,20 1x sheep cheese cream 4,50 1x zucchini roasted with Zaziki 5,20 1x Aubergine fried with Zaziki 5,50 1x Pepproni 3, 1x Gyros in tonpot 7,50 1x Gyros in Metaxasoße with cheese The drinks were very fast and well cooled at the table. Schwiemu still meant “oh je, so cold”. I was right. But the time also levelled; there was the appropriate pause until the revival of Greek tapas started so slowly. You tried left and right and at some point we needed another two table to become the Lord's plate. It's been a little long-term fire, and there's still something on the table. But you don't have to complain! It was very much fun! And there was nothing really going on. The start made Zaziki and sheep cheese cream. The Zaziki was quite tidy. Of course, it's always a little bit submediated on our palate in terms of color. But apart from that, it tasted good. The Pita was a bit boring. Little fluffy and relatively firm, it was probably only heated quickly and barely sprinkled. It's a lot better at other places. The sheep cheese cream with an expectable distinctively herb taste but nevertheless pleasantly tender and supple on the tongue. The giant beans. All the world fades away. I tried one or two and found that they taste like beans. The ladies found them very well. But what they did not like so much was the fact that the word “pikant” was taken seriously at the sauce. I liked her again With the Pepperoni I would have liked the grilled and garlic variant. I'm sorry, I didn't. Like a set of medium-sized and good specimens directly from the bucket. The grilled eggplant with feta, tomato, parsley and garlic was more than neat. Nevertheless, it was cleaned relatively quickly away. I had somehow missed trying. But the girls were very happy. The chopballs were a bit firm but accompanied by an aromatic sauce. Pieces of paprika and onion were still found in it and they were very praised. I have never had cheese croquettes in “responsive”. I admit, I had rarely eaten some. But these were very fluffy and accompanied by tenderly melting, extremely aromatic cheese. That was really fun. But I can't say what kind of provenance this cheese was. Evtl. could have determined the human lab from the St. Borgfeld wine counter. In view of the crowd that was already there and still should come, I held back with their four croquettes, but censoring. The grilled eggplant slices were lightly grounded or even spiced in a light baked coat and great. And aubergines even go well and not in muddy and soft. They were excellent and very fast. To the zucchini tomato balls, there were more fries, I just need to say: I want to cook them at home. Very taste-intensive. Fabulous! The fried zucchini with Zaziki came to the table as pens like Pommes and were as fine as the eggplants. That was very glimmering. Steakhousepommes are not mine. The pure variant was just like they should be. However, the issue with the grated hard cheese on it could really please after a short time. I got a couple of times in there. I doubt if it was really hard cheese or not a medium, though aromatic cheese. The bifteki with cheese was quite decent. I hadn't tried anything. However, he was also followed by a clear trace of pre-production. Ultimately, we can't say it. Keep the two gyro buttons. The gyro in the tone pot was made of a spine and very well spiced. There were still neat red stars. However, they were not hard. Soft and crispy parts were in a balanced relationship and were connected by a lot of “jam.” The overbaked gyro in Metaxasoße fell somewhat from the first visual impression. However, the gyro was also of good consistency and wort and the metaxas sauce found it still in a somewhat scarce amount. Tastefully, however, the sauce already knew to please. But I would have liked much more sauce here, although I was of course anything but dissatisfied. And here I finally found the end of the opening hours of my stomach. There was nothing left. Conclusion: A fine new discovery has succeeded. The Gyrosgrill rotates here only on Sunday. All in all, this is comprehensible and I would be more than satisfied here without Gyros. Accessibility is a topic for the toilets. It's not cleanliness. The Alexis Zipras or, as the dance-legastheniker Quinn is called in the film, did not dance in continuous loop, but rather quite varied, probably authentic, music sounded the room in even pleasant intensity. A real disadvantage, however, which is not attributable to the house, is the fact that the parking situation is somewhat tightened. And sitting outside is certainly not particularly tingling because of a nearby downhill road. But it is important on the table, and that was very good. But an ouzo did not give it.... ;"
