1 /5
Évaluation
★
Unfortunately, I have to give a star. Baking means baked for me and not just a slice of hard cheese on it. The waiter with his ponytail is so unfriendly, no hallo, no thanks or no please bang the people on the table and that was. Menus were fucked on the table, according to the motto that wants to take and see. Ambience: Chairs stand around the edge, old grills stand around, where people eat, containers for beaten food are exaggerated beside the eating persons, stacked tablecloths lie around, etc. In every snack bar I am better off and from kindness I don't begin at all. In my eyes, I was the worst Greek. The only thing that reminds us of the Greeks is the absolutely biligious stone elements...