"Day 1 of our short holiday in the Fifteenland in Upper Bavaria. The stay was in a pension with TF and the most important meals should be excluded. See you. A huge weather was also planned, and in this respect it had been quite swept. Late breakfast, a little bite, and in the afternoon I was on the bike for a more or less big round and then... good. Then there should be something to eat in the afternoon or in the evening. There were also many restaurants and economies, but with the network presence and especially with reviews, and it looks pretty mau. Also on other portals. Changed tenants and thus deteriorated kitchen had to be easily filtered out. Also partly verbal houses and so on return made a little gambling. In this mess we took the first lot in the evening. The Taverne Athina in Inning am Ammersee. From Lake Wöth a cat jump of <10 minutes. That would have been a nice bike distance, but not all had bikes. Actually, I am. In front of the house there are enough parking spaces and at the parking lot we also saw an inviting, generous beer garden right next to the house. While there is a flattering and more or less barrier-free approach in the house, some steps for the beer garden must be overcome. In the back part would probably be a flat entrance in the same as we learned from a conversation between guests and a waiter. We didn't see him alone. Under shady chestnuts we were kindly received and left a table of our choice. The previous telephone reservation was mainly used to discuss whether the holiday season would be open at all. In this holiday area is really unimaginable, who can get out of him, but you never know. We then got cultivated dark wooden tables with extraordinarily comfortable basket braid chairs in the same color. So you do not need a pronounced seat meat for the “coke”. Whether the latter is worthwhile at all, should show a personal Gusto selected essence from the map. The latter was brought to us immediately after the event. With inlay windows for the actual offers they came and then we were left exactly the time window to arrive and acclimate to us. We were in Upper Bavaria, in a beer garden. Of course there was no wine from the Peleponnese, but a white beer of local origin. To what extent Franciscans still have much to offer as a daughter of InBev is sometimes there. It was cold and tasty. So good that the evening should follow another one. When the waiter, always easily accessible, immediately reappeared, a white beer (3.30 a large still water (Adelholzener, 0.7l to 4.90 and a specific (0.5l to 3.) were ordered. Everything came fast and the warm weather correspondingly nicely cold. The dishes were then also placed. As an appetizer Pepperoni from the grill (5,90 , Skordopsomo (Knoblauchbrot, 2,90 , Pitta with garlic (2,20 and Zaziki (4,50). At the same time, we also released the most important food requests. When there were 2x Gyros, once with rice and once with pommes (e 11,90, Gyros with bifteki and rice (13,90 and once only bifteki with rice (12,90). The "Essence" from the map was thus already quite evaporated to some classics. For the appetizers it did not take long until they found the way to our table. In view of the composition, this is not surprising. The Skodrodingens, Scorpio... the garlic bread was a slightly grilled bread based on a kind of baguette. The annon-clad garlic somehow went off and so it remained warm despite grill strips. Skordopsomo garlic bread The Pita was a little more and didn't really fall behind expectations. Although I always have a slight hope to meet a Pita as once in the star in Unterberken. The tastes and consistencys still look like them today. This is mainstream. No more and no less. The Zaziki was really good for that. Very nice creamy and always seasoned. A little more courage in garlic would not have hurt. It was very good for Pita. Peperoni were expected. No weaknesses due to too long stay on the grill and a pleasant sharpness supported by bright garlic were what you can expect if the Smutje not only takes its full-post day. At the same time, the main courts followed. Good. A salad was also a salad with Greeks? I don't really want to weight it in an assessment. Not here either. As so often: some eissalate and other small douche-colored beetles, it was very quickly passed by the spice shelf. A short eye contact with the same had to be sufficient as a wort. The gyro was really sucked. You couldn't mock. Some crispy parts were on the way. Unfortunately, it was a bit thick and also too early thrown out of the spear, so there were also many less frozen pieces, which were often provided with an unprecedented fat content. So Smutje doesn't have to press the kitchen. That was a shame for the good basic material. At least the pommes were without mistakes and not the thick pummels I don't want to see anymore. Eat alone. A little salt on it and they were good companions of a gyroscope that grows twice. No, Gyros is already through the neck of the neck comb (all terms learned the days; on the spine. But the fat is also released by grilling. And that was only very incomplete here. Conversely, the bifteki was very pleasantly juicy. Inside. The “chocolate side” was first turned downwards when the eater recognized the delicate bitter variant with 105% cocoa. On the bottom left far too long in the pan quickly bitter substances wide which had nothing to do with "chocolate side". For this, rice was simpler and almost unmarried. This is all I wanted to do when the question of duty came to satisfaction. She didn't come alone. An ouzo was added, but it tasted very watery. The shameful question whether it was the Ouzo for good friends was smiled. And so, as a conclusion, I simply smile at the question whether she would draw us back here. The question raised at the outset is whether it should be bought here? The beer was delicious. Otherwise: * Smile*"
