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"on Sunday was tom from berlin to the pokalspiel des usc paloma, which unfortunately was not really successful to visit hamburg and so beat oadm, darling and I shortly after 16 clock before the stadium to take him at the reception and spend a good time until his return to the capital. 16 o'clock on Sunday is always a bit critical for me, because the dear god who otherwise set the Saturday before Sunday. So I wanted to take this Saturday quietly, for once, but it was surprisingly nothing again. I was on time at the time of arrival. That's because I missed something else. after the tom and his nicer known, who keeps me on the way over the intermediate level of my heart club (second round! for the first time since 2010!. , we started a small walk to bistro einstein directly at the train station High-Air Bridge due to missing available bus. the chain Einstein has several filials in hamburg, but I had not seen from inside. that I make short with the interieur: for a bistro I find it fitting, it is not chic, but not unpleasant. the interieur is large, in one of the rooms was played a little with colored lighting on the walls, good to create a lounge similar character. That looked good and you can do that when I was excited to talk, I didn't see so much inside, but what I saw was in order. many seats, tables for two or four people and also for larger groups. a quite large window front, through which you can observe the hectic drive outside on the way well. until everything is in order. we sat on a table at the window and from there the drama took his course. a worker appeared on the table and took up our commands and that was not easy. darling would like to have had a soft beer of a brand that was written out how it had to drive. that's out! then she wished a cameillete. That's bad, tee's out too! tee's out. I had to work very hard to keep my salmonish fall in the fence. tee is on my list of the sets I was sure I never hear them. in seriousness, how can it happen that in a franchise business like the chain is one that goes out? the witness is felt hundreds of years storageable and if the amount of tea bags can be handled at any place, they will notice that and buy. that can't be so hard. tee's out, crazy! darling then ordered another alcohol-free, with bruschetta and a bowl mixed olive, oadm had a former, tom a pilger and serrano wash basin, his gurke (forgot names, sorry! had a hamburger with fries and I ordered a crystal-white. the drinks came to the table, which also eats. for my understanding somewhat too fast, at least until the burger. I don't know a restaurant/bistro etc. that comes in five, six, seven minutes a halfway decent burger plus acceptable fries. I can't. even the golden m needs a little longer and that's what you want to call! accordingly looked burger and then out. at mcd next door, it could have gone through so well, but not here. above all the drivers looked tragic, from brown or cherry no trace. I put my hat in front of the cucumber of the tom who has beaten the work. without the hauch of an environmental storm of course. isn't it? I am absolutely no gourmet, I eat very rarely in restaurants and I do not cook home, I am survived thanks to microwave, frozen eating and pizza delivery service. I know how to look at bruschetta. roasted broth with tomato cubes, a little chopped tweepers and seasoned with salt and pepper. maybe a bit oregano or something. as I said, I am more absolute. what darling did, had nothing to do with bruschetta. the three thick discs were from the meter bread, which were at least fried, then a tomatensalat stormed, which had its best times a little behind itself. I saw everything dry. I barely discovered. purely visually a catastrophic and tasteful also not better as you could see in the first bit. then she hurried and decided after another attempt to give up the broth and eat only tomato salad. I took a broth. insensitive to resistance. like a sponge. I can't handle it better. tom 's serrano schinking was probably okay, but as he found himself, they can't do much wrong. while we ate and drank, the employee appeared on the table and wanted to ask if everything was in order, he had already opened the mouth to speak. then he saw the rest of the bruschetta, and slandered, calm and calm approached the retreat. from the moment on a young colleague now served our table, which made a much more awakened impression. the delivered immediately darlings teller mixed oliven. I don't know if it was planned or darling desire to bring the twenty minutes to all others. if that was not the case, then I wonder what takes so long to convey green and black olives from their glasses from the super market to a court. I never did it, but I bet I can make it faster! but at least they tasted the slowest olives in the world. that took over twenty minutes until it had just arrived at the table when oadm had to go as he had to. since it was not drunk, it was consistently not on the bill. the dame the round wanted to visit the quiet place, but she had previously been shut by tom the information that was closed for unknown reasons and that she was the thron with the men. she thought she was a sweat. the toilet of the girl was actually dense, so there were now as in berlin kreuzberg unisex klos. I don't know if this is the most elegant solution. I didn't pick up the toilets, so I can't say anything about the general condition. at any point it was to pay (the prices against as far as in order and it was really funny again. I know that if several people sit on a table, but want to pay separately, the bill is shown on the table. not here. here you enter the bank and pay there. as if this was not already stupid enough, but then there was an acute heartburn in the wall of absssing. so he began to change the money when he paid tom 's kumpel, then again, how darling paid and for the third time, how finally I paid. Of course, they would have filled the bank directly for the first time, but that would have been too easy. instead of the 1.40€ refund I got 1,50€ back because besides the tea shares also lost with 20 cent coins. That's so stupid, you can't think about it. my crystal whiteness was perfectly gifted, with 3,60€ perfectly fair in the price and I got ten cent for me it ran into the one stone at the u-high air bridge so almost perfect! at least I have something like a foundation. or a better justification for the one star I have to forgive, otherwise, for staying in the one stone two cakes that summarize the about 90 minutes there quite well. underground and full catastrophe. but hey. my beer was good!"