Endereço: Mühlenstraße 17, 15517 Fürstenwalde/Spree, Germany, Fuerstenwalde/Spree
Cidade: Fuerstenwalde/Spree
Pratos: 0
Categorias: 3
Avaliações: 0
Comida Rápida, Americano, Europeu, Sushi, Cafés
"If you're looking for Burgers in the area check this place out. Good portions and even better taste. Tip it off with a glass of red wine and it's an organism in your belly. Definitely recommend this place."
Italiano, Sorvete, Cafés, Café
"Super ice cream and good service."
Europeu, Cerveja, Pizza, Cafés, Chá
"Must have!"
Churrasquinho, Comida Rápida, Vegetariano, Pizza, Massa
"Good Kebap e o fato de ele ser o único Kebab da cidade falam por si. Os caras são todos super amigáveis"
Cozinha Para Intolerâncias, Europeu, Alemão, Bife, Sopa
"Rather, we wanted to escape corrosive and extremely annoying baularm in our near surroundings for some time. For almost four weeks an apartment has been renovated and renovated among us. The concrete ceilings between the apartments contribute to the craftsmanship sounding out of the volume as if our own bathroom was torn out. with the Sankt Wendeler Felsenmühle she had not only set the escape destination, but also ordered a table for 13:30 there. Unfortunately, it then looked so down that we were not spared even when eating in the rock mill by loudly strong craftsmen. In the outskirts of the mill, a Rüttler and a front loader did everything in their power to save us the stay and lunch as thoroughly as possible. I think that the sound level caused by the estimated GG colleagues Petra IO in their Rock Mills report would have been better than the building site noise by high guests; The ambience of the various guest rooms ranges from original to industrial design; we had a table in the original area and I forgive three and a half stars. A structural update could be for me the wet area for men; it was clean, but it was also quite inhabited. According to my treasure, the wet ladies were clean. Service: Above all a lady looked at us: not excessively friendly, not excessively fleeting, not excessively attentive and not excessively familiar with the contents of the menus; overall rather indifferent. From the moment she sat before the vault, the situation improved. A younger Asian-looking man took over; the service thought much more familiar, of course, what pleased us as guests. We had more attention and also had the opportunity to speak briefly with him several times. Two stars for the lady and four stars for the Lord in the field of service together give three stars (2 4 6:2 3 . As I have heard from comments, this formula is not correct; like about 2 4 6 instead and this result divided by 2? Food and drink: We had already informed ourselves at home about the internet and the Rock Mill HP about what kitchen and cellar offer. My treasure had even chosen a dish: the potato soup with cherry pancakes. one day we were too early. It would have been the morning meal; dasa today filled with bacon cream sauce and sauerkraut for EUR 9.50. So something else had to be done, both ordered the beef broth with beef and Julienne vegetables 5.40 EUR each. Madame took the Rumpsteak Madagascar with Pommes Frites (22,90 EUR); I chose the Devil Medallions; three pork fillet medallions doubled with chilibacon in pikanter sauce with fries for EUR 16,90. When Dessert had ordered my favorite Crême Brûlée; This was no longer possible after the kitchen (for whatever reason, Pannacotta was offered with fruits at the price of EUR 6.90. This was accepted and I took a Williams Gold (2cl EUR 3.50 as dessert. We drank a swollen mineral water (EUR 2.40 and a Franciscan wheat from the barrel (EUR 0.5l 4.40). Among the few open wines I had unfortunately not found that for mch past; a pity. We were very happy with both the soup and the main dishes. My wife had ordered the Rumpsteak medium; it rarely came, which was not a leg break. The meat quality was excellent, the steak was very well cut and the pommes were very crispy. There was nothing to complain about my diabolical medallions; they were still beautiful pink inside. The sauce announced as a picant was witty pikant; I would have been happy not only if I had a strip of Chilibacon, but one per medallion, i.e. a total of three on the plate. I was happy with the Pannacotta, and I was happy with the Williams Gold. Conclusion: The stay in the rock mill would have liked us even better without the building site noises! Good to see you again."
