Schwarzer Adler - Bad Staffelstein

On 26.02 it was again so far zinn (Platten-Swinger with family and the Löffel-Swinger were on the way in the region. time to finally meet again. I had the heavy task of looking for a place in the Upper Franconian area, which is not too far away for all participants and also the most important! just a few weeks before we were (red and I were there and excited about the measurements. fresh, hot, delicious. at the time we had the rumpsteak (butterzart, fresh, crispy pommes fries with him and the robtier. both close to 19 euro per serving and as a supplement a fresh salad. a classic, a king. 3,50 € for this are fair, the taste good, no cheap basic ingredients as well as already experienced elsewhere. then a fish cream soup from the salmon trout (a dream of 4.50€. this time it should be the caviar carving for me, as I knew the spits from my own experience and the rumpsteak from the little probierhappen. both at this time their time in quality and preparation far beyond what otherwise served in the region. what they can expect for this price (in the average costs eat here around the 11 euro! in this against. while I took the removal from the leberknödelsuppe, which was previously fed into the table, as I expected a large part and b this had a fairly dry emptying on my previous visit, this was probably done in the table. the salat was as well as the previously obtained visit: fresh, crisp, self-made and served with a light garlic dressing in a chicore leaf. I just don't like that big, only half-breededed, they stayed with me. on the table were ordered lumps, spits and putensteaks. veni vidi disappointi. visually no comparison with the eating of weeks before, somehow not sweet, but also not deceived. and remember, we talk about eating here, the price about 40 above what is common regionally. the rumpsteak was cold, the pommes was just a little, but no saturation supplement. another steak, on the teller of my next seat, also had another resistance than expected. a clearer wall during the decay was noticeable. I cannot judge whether this was due to the standard knife, but I doubted that I had recommended this in a glowing wise. also the spits were just a shadow of what I had in memory. small, somehow shrunk. also these have caused a bad feeling. one of the spits was fried as dead during the otherwise great service (3rd year of teaching lt. as a sign that unfortunately only one shoulder has triggered, but no further reaction because unnecessary. but for this, a linguist at the place to learn. the daughter of the pfannis got a part of putensteaks in a fruity sauce. to the happiness they had shared an salad plate before, otherwise it would have been a little. for a person who would have eaten this as a main dish without a doll or extrasalate that would have gone wrong. visually and on demand at the esser too much too little. Please note a price/performance. and after the good salate my head came. wood carving. rustic served in a casting-in-iron, were on the floor which also so avized two carvings, well maintained and then with a lot of bratkartoffels (very good, crispy and well seasoned as a neat amount of freshly roasted wolves. I would have known before that the carvings are stuffed and have a bowl through the carrots, which is unfortunately in the run of the food muddle, I would have ordered this nature. could that also be a stir for the cook? or for the service to ask the customer for the desired preparation type? but given the really good taste, this is just a lapalie. I have to say that I had good time with my dinner tonight. I'm sorry, however, that my table company had really grounded through the bank whose food was due. my final conclusion: how pfannendreher has already feared it in advance. in black eagle, they must be dependent on the happiness that served chef in the evening of the visit. I had two times happy, but I think if I don't redeem the day of a candlelight dinner with the place. the place is flattering to reach, a parking space for disabled directly in front of the place. I did not see if a disabled toilet flatters, but no one has fallen into the eye. the device itself is very laborious, very bright, solid wood, we also sat on the well-picked wood stove. I can therefore conclude that I cannot recommend this before location without restriction, nor can I give a complete warning. do it.

On 26.02 it was again so far zinn (Platten-Swinger with family and the Löffel-Swinger were on the way in the region. time to finally meet again. I had the heavy task of looking for a place in the Upper Franconian area, which is not too far away for all participants and also the most important! just a few weeks before we were (red and I were there and excited about the measurements. fresh, hot, delicious. at the time we had the rumpsteak (butterzart, fresh, crispy pommes fries with him and the robtier. both close to 19 euro per serving and as a supplement a fresh salad. a classic, a king. 3,50 € for this are fair, the taste good, no cheap basic ingredients as well as already experienced elsewhere. then a fish cream soup from the salmon trout (a dream of 4.50€. this time it should be the caviar carving for me, as I knew the spits from my own experience and the rumpsteak from the little probierhappen. both at this time their time in quality and preparation far beyond what otherwise served in the region. what they can expect for this price (in the average costs eat here around the 11 euro! in this against. while I took the removal from the leberknödelsuppe, which was previously fed into the table, as I expected a large part and b this had a fairly dry emptying on my previous visit, this was probably done in the table. the salat was as well as the previously obtained visit: fresh, crisp, self-made and served with a light garlic dressing in a chicore leaf. I just don't like that big, only half-breededed, they stayed with me. on the table were ordered lumps, spits and putensteaks. veni vidi disappointi. visually no comparison with the eating of weeks before, somehow not sweet, but also not deceived. and remember, we talk about eating here, the price about 40 above what is common regionally. the rumpsteak was cold, the pommes was just a little, but no saturation supplement. another steak, on the teller of my next seat, also had another resistance than expected. a clearer wall during the decay was noticeable. I cannot judge whether this was due to the standard knife, but I doubted that I had recommended this in a glowing wise. also the spits were just a shadow of what I had in memory. small, somehow shrunk. also these have caused a bad feeling. one of the spits was fried as dead during the otherwise great service (3rd year of teaching lt. as a sign that unfortunately only one shoulder has triggered, but no further reaction because unnecessary. but for this, a linguist at the place to learn. the daughter of the pfannis got a part of putensteaks in a fruity sauce. to the happiness they had shared an salad plate before, otherwise it would have been a little. for a person who would have eaten this as a main dish without a doll or extrasalate that would have gone wrong. visually and on demand at the esser too much too little. Please note a price/performance. and after the good salate my head came. wood carving. rustic served in a casting-in-iron, were on the floor which also so avized two carvings, well maintained and then with a lot of bratkartoffels (very good, crispy and well seasoned as a neat amount of freshly roasted wolves. I would have known before that the carvings are stuffed and have a bowl through the carrots, which is unfortunately in the run of the food muddle, I would have ordered this nature. could that also be a stir for the cook? or for the service to ask the customer for the desired preparation type? but given the really good taste, this is just a lapalie. I have to say that I had good time with my dinner tonight. I'm sorry, however, that my table company had really grounded through the bank whose food was due. my final conclusion: how pfannendreher has already feared it in advance. in black eagle, they must be dependent on the happiness that served chef in the evening of the visit. I had two times happy, but I think if I don't redeem the day of a candlelight dinner with the place. the place is flattering to reach, a parking space for disabled directly in front of the place. I did not see if a disabled toilet flatters, but no one has fallen into the eye. the device itself is very laborious, very bright, solid wood, we also sat on the well-picked wood stove. I can therefore conclude that I cannot recommend this before location without restriction, nor can I give a complete warning. do it.

Great cozy ambience of beautiful beer garden

Thanks for hosting our wedding party. Food was delicious. The premises have a lot of charm and atmosphere. Rustic, Franconian and grounded as we wanted. I'd be back in the Black Eagle at any time. Many greetings;

The beer garden was fantastic and the food was very tasty, the hotel and rooms have also been fitted in terms of price performance. If I get back there, I'd be back in the Black Eagle.