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years ago, this was a local to go to eat nicely.Remembers are not always of advantage as you know.I was greeted by a jammed entry door, whose deeper sense it was to create air train, because the gang was filled with the fries fragrance. in the normal stumbling (even if this is for smoker) was the odour nuisance enormous and should have gone right away.The non-smoking room showed from the former glamour of the house, with already covered tables for the evening at the same time, not even witnessing that you are expecting to come with lunches. as a menu, there would be something different than offered in the internet. But now is baked leberkäse not necessarily mine.upon complained then the blacksteak.The green salat was the best of the menu. it followed a lukewarm hügli-knorr-nudelsuppe and then a swarm-backsteak, as thin as a disc and pommes otherwise nix. no screed,gurkerl,paprika strip,pfefferoni,zwiebelringe,pfirsich-ananas. only a little ketch up. that's in every french eater. the crowning of the menu was then a half carnival crawl from the flowband industry confectionery. I was not surprised that, besides me, only some young people were there who redeemed their food from the company.