"We had reserved, but were prevented from picking up a table from the reserved ones. The young, blonde, little waitress Pagenschnitt was right there. Yes, the tables are reserved in front of the restaurant, but we would like to get in the hall. But we would like to sit at a table in the sun, please sit in the hallway. If we hadn't had the island voucher, we would have left. Then wait 1 hour for dinner. Fish plate: Three pieces of fish, a few small potatoes, a little green. Further Fauxpas : After several Cola we wanted to have a new glass for my son and put the old glass to clear the empty plates. We'd like a clean glass. That's your glass, she says, and I'll give my son the old glass back. Suddenly a sniff. Hm, she says and goes towards the kitchen. If she washes all the glasses herself? As far as the reserved tables are concerned, the preserved ones stayed. Apparently the lady wanted to save the way around the house. Conclusion: No more. hospitality looks different. A fish plate, too."
