"the staudenwirt is, even after repeated change of pächter, well known for why this can be so. because I don't know where the loved ones are pissed in life, I haven't eaten a wing for years. No one has to be qualified. I visited the restaurant twice. once with my wife and once with my brother. I had the first experience there with my beloved wife. on a lukewarm summer evening we wanted to enjoy something in the well-known locality. we arrived almost simultaneously with a crowded bus. our order was recorded, but somehow, probably overlaid by the dollar signs in the eyes, unfortunately not correct. for me, they had spun the wrong food. follow: my wife was allowed to eat alone and I crawled like. twenty minutes later my court came. It was okay. we wanted to pay. unfortunately also the cars of the trainer, and they were taken out first and so we waited and waited and waited. after another 20 minutes we were there. the service didn't even have to apologize. for the second time, I ordered a bark mine with salate. both came out of the refrigerator via a small way over the microwave. Meals and noodles were cold. briefly complained and caught a few unsightly views of my brother who does not appreciate this kind at all. this time the meat was brown, the dark yellow dried and I (inside) was provided with red angry head. I ate something to eat and the rest stopped. that's for me."
