"The Kartkasse wanted to be relieved again. Say, four standing men are going to eat. Usually we eat three courses. More than one we did not come to our visit. The table was ordered at 8:00. We enter the local for the first time to third and the noise as well as the humid air robs hearing and breath. Short acclimatization and it goes back. With the air, the volume level remains uncannyly high. In addition to the entrance (one step it is necessary to overcome we will receive. No good evening, no hello. Of course we have what was good, because the store was full of rags. We are guided to our table, which lies half a floor deeper and originated from a vault cellar. Here it is even louder to sit on the neighboring board well 15 people who are looking to overflow in the volume. A phenomenon that does not only occur here. One speaks loud, the next louder. Until it almost escalates. There's a map on the table. We know that the brewery in Coburg has been calling its own mini brewery for some time. So what's more than we order one of these beers? A soft beer for the driver (0.5 liters to €2.90, two Veste Trunk, which are brewed according to the map. And so far the experience values are missing, even hearing failure fails, we have no information. Bavaria, Franken in particular, is known for good beers, what should run wrong. With the food we are still waiting for the fourth colleague to be prevented and to come. Drinks reach the table. The moving colleague has received a product from a large brewery, he is satisfied. The only one at the table. Why? We have brewed beer ourselves and have at least rudimentary experiences, and we also come around a lot wherever it goes, a house brew is tried. Usually these are more or less good, drinkable everything. I'll take a sip, I'll gather everything together. The first thought: ****, the beer is overturned! . A look to the colleague who also wanted to try this beer shows that he also has the same thought. Sturking, acidic taste, such as a mixture of isopropanol and oxidized apple juice. So extremely far from tasty or even tasting. Yeah, it tastes, but it's spoiled. One more sip and I refuse to drink this beer. Service power is over, we're trying to complain. It must taste so good. Ask the neighboring table, they said something. And that in a noble, very bare sound. Honestly, if the customer says that the beer is bad, so in the sense of spoiled, then I can't refer to the neighboring table, which probably also complained and now cleanses the stuff. And we've already reached you. As a rule, I am not an unconditional advocate of you, but please, the address was devalued, with a energized sound. Then another sentence followed, which made me stand up: I can tip you down Limo, you have to pay it anyway. Doesn't the reader think? I have two witnesses who could hardly trust their ears. Well, what do you do? Suck the ****? I have decided to grab the pilars, take the path to the toilet and move the spoon over my body into the sewer. Disgusting. In short, I want this brew to cost €3.10 at 0.5 liters. A very proud price for our region, which I can only accept when the beer tastes and doesn't remember a slice of vinegar. The second colleague was able to force at least half of the beer down, I let myself to the saying Hopefully did not go through it (diarrrhea was meant! Later I should see that I wasn't so wrong. The service has been able to observe that I had disposed of my beer, after all she took off the table next door and came to meet me on the way back from the toilet with the empty glass in my hand. No cometal for her part, I want to tell her that she just didn't register. Colleague four still had to wait, about half nine in about 20:30 h the operation came back to our table. In the words, you can still wait, but if you want to eat something, you have to order now. The kitchen closes at 9 a.m. (21 p.m.) So we ordered 1 x booze to 13,80 € 1 x carving Viennese type with potato salad to 11,80 € 1 x porkshaxn to 12,90 € I no longer liked any more beer and ordered a large mineral water. Question: Still, medium, splashy? . I like and exclusively spattery, hate medium and refuse still. So maximum medium. Or from the spicy bottle and someone has forgotten to close it. So, after we have been treated from above, I would recommend the gastronomic to keep the Mineral Water Regulation in mind and see how MINERALWASSER has to reach the customer. My promise: Should I ever have to go to this restaurant(! I'll order mineral water again. If it is not in the original vessel, it goes back. If it comes to my place in this one, it's already open. Should this be half dead again, it goes back. I was on my way with friends, that's why I was holding back. This will no longer happen. Shortly afterwards, Karter came to us. His first words: The self-breaded beer here is not so great. We confirmed that he was. He also ordered a non-alcoholic beer for himself, the second colleague with the beer mistested a cellar beer and another beer for the new one. At least later we reached the drunkard. Quite large portions, even inside, unfortunately little spicing has reached inside, but the taste was good. Very little sauce, which fits well to the booze, with two Coburger sliders, i.e. potato dumps, which make any tension miss, slip onto the plate and also into the stomach. I don't prefer these, but they were announced on the map, so that was fine. And a bowl of sour wort. Just as lukewarm as the brunette and the haxes. The colleague with the Haxe was also satisfied, only the colleague with the carvings remained. The ones with the stains. He didn't care, I don't like black spots at the Schnitzel. He didn't care, but the potato salad just went back to the kitchen. This did not taste our merciful colleague. He was still satt. Colleague four was in this place this week, had forgotten to warn us about this house brew. And to pass on the circumstance that one of the operators gave to the best during his visit: We always brew differently and try around! Seriously? 3.10 Euro for a beer and the customer must play the test rabbit? Isn't that a little cheeky? Mr. Two and I were sure that we would have produced such a beer, not to be ashamed, let alone sold. Or at least not at this price, but requires a compulsory price. My conclusion: Pleite all over the line, the house-breaded beer at least for us and on our day of visit not drinkable. The food in the whole is okay, but no bright light. In the future we will make a wide arc around the restaurant."
Coburg
