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Joeri V
1 reviews on 1 places
One of the worst experiences in Italy so far, it ruined my vacation.
The cuisine, touted as gourmet, left much to be desired, for it seemed as though all the dishes emerged straight from the freezer. The waitstaff, whether due to a lack of competence or being terribly overworked (or perhaps a combination of both), displayed a noticeable lack of enthusiasm in fulfilling their duties and ensuring customer satisfaction, plus nobody in the bar could speak a single word of English, outside of hello and thank you.
I thought I'd try a trammezino with ham and mushrooms, and Jesus, that thing must have been as old as the Bible! It had this funky smell, like rotting pork, and guess what? It gave me a serious case of diarrhea for the next few days, completely wrecking the rest of my holiday.
We got there at 6 PM, but it took them a whopping 30 minutes just to take our order. Then, we had to wait until 7 PM to finally get our food and drinks. What did we get? Three sad little pizza bites that could break a tooth, that ancient trammezino and a (frozen) meatball burnt on the outside and still cold in the middle.
In a desperate attempt to salvage our meal, we decided to order some chips that they pitched as these super fancy gourmet ones. But guess what they did? They basically took a bag of chips and nuked them in the microwave. They came out all sad and soggy. And then they had the nerve to charge us 3€ for what was probably a handful of crisps.
We spent around 20€ for the saddest aperitif of my life.
The cuisine, touted as gourmet, left much to be desired, for it seemed as though all the dishes emerged straight from the freezer. The waitstaff, whether due to a lack of competence or being terribly overworked (or perhaps a combination of both), displayed a noticeable lack of enthusiasm in fulfilling their duties and ensuring customer satisfaction, plus nobody in the bar could speak a single word of English, outside of hello and thank you.
I thought I'd try a trammezino with ham and mushrooms, and Jesus, that thing must have been as old as the Bible! It had this funky smell, like rotting pork, and guess what? It gave me a serious case of diarrhea for the next few days, completely wrecking the rest of my holiday.
We got there at 6 PM, but it took them a whopping 30 minutes just to take our order. Then, we had to wait until 7 PM to finally get our food and drinks. What did we get? Three sad little pizza bites that could break a tooth, that ancient trammezino and a (frozen) meatball burnt on the outside and still cold in the middle.
In a desperate attempt to salvage our meal, we decided to order some chips that they pitched as these super fancy gourmet ones. But guess what they did? They basically took a bag of chips and nuked them in the microwave. They came out all sad and soggy. And then they had the nerve to charge us 3€ for what was probably a handful of crisps.
We spent around 20€ for the saddest aperitif of my life.