Insel Rott Am Rhein
➤ Insel Rott 2, 76351 Linkenheim-Hochstetten, Baden-Württemberg, Germany
Frutos Do Mar, Europeu, Alemão, Peixe, Sopa
"If you eat hungry on Sunday after the late ascent, it means checking where and when you get some warm food – the 14:00 limit already extinguishes many restaurants from the destination list. When the present reality of life finally fell victim to the victim – good for my father-in-law would have been a Sunday without soup and dessert, and after 11:45 a.m. his life had begun – but that was decades ago. Thus, all possible Wurschtwaskostetishaltinfachgut targets are obtained. Follow us: The goal is quickly set to feasibility: island red and thus fish. The island of Rott – that is the house of Waldfrieden thanks to the whole kitchen. And even a Sunday there should be a free space for us two. Let's go and there's another parking lot left. Outside and on the terrace there are still free places on this Maiday, but it is too cold for us, so pure in the somewhat dark atmosphere of the late seventies. It's still free. The service provided for the table area comes immediately, brings us the known A5 cards, clean, well maintained and as always. As a special recommendation of the day, there is Pangasius who doesn't like me. The experienced, attentive service comes after a reasonable time with the request of drinks and order. All very simple, friendly routine, not put on. The island Rott – this is a fishfield – all kinds of its preparation – fried, baked, steamed the guest. We choose carp blue and zander (also fill in steamed potatoes and the small salad plate (always a tip, as with mothers at home, as drinks apple juice choir and currant. The drinks are brought very quickly, after a pleasantly short waiting period the salad plates come in. The salads are well made, the potato salad is a treat, even if I don't like the other one on a salad plate here in the forest peace. The remaining salad, as I said, is unspectacular, only natural. Then the fish comes a powerful half of the carp on the middle bone, to look delicious, big portion. The two Zanderfilets are also not only small, but look unspectacular. To do this, a small bowl of potatoes and a small saucer with decomposed butter, butter oil I would accept because decomposed butter does not look as smooth oily as this. The Zander is at the top, has a fine lemony note, breaks loose, pure joy and easy, the potatoes are solid and a variety with taste. My boss swarms of carp, she who eats only microscopically small portions, swallows the loosely shredded fish, sorts out the bones and lets the whole part of me drop only two small potato residues. All expectations are met reliably. Price performance is very cheap, not cheap. As far as the ambience is concerned, the style of the late 1970s/1980s, somewhat too dark and the audience, I feel like we are getting older gradually (so can not all places be occupied more? No, it's an old audience. The grandparents take care of the small succession generation and enjoy their own children a little Sunday rest and fun. One notices what is served as in what amount that there are many regular among them are a few newcomers that still have to look for the right one. It's a bit brighter for forest peace. But everything is clean, well maintained, even in what has come in the years, there is nothing to expose, nothing works worn out or swallows everything okay."
