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Bidrage med feedbackWe went with friends on Sunday, October 1 to buy a cake to celebrate the birthday. We go in four greetings and not only does not answer anyone between bankers and cashier but we dick that we have to silence. I predict it was 14:00 and it was just us inside the Bar. We buy the cake that had to be a tiramisu and instead it turned out a semifreddo. However, it made her throw up so much to leave it all and throw it into the undifferentiated because putting it in the wet was a gratification. 1 kg 25,00 euro. We note that we are not in a literary café and by answer they cheat on us and fanculize us. To avoid like the plague
Good products but staff very little friendly and discouragement, sometimes it gave the impression of being unleashed in his work.
Pastry history, own production,I found excellent granita ice cream and coffee.Good service.
Sunday afternoon dinner table empty, 4 poor brioche. We decide to take granitas that I don't know if to call it so it's the right term knew nothing only the color of the pistachio, and color of the roasted almond. The briosche definitely of the morning so hard that if it fell on the ground I had to repay the break of the brick. Boh have certain services and better stay closed
We're coming in the afternoon. Let's go in and say hi, the banknote gives us a bored look. We ask for a rag to clean the chairs that were dirty with ice cream. The banknote makes a mark with his hand to wait, apparently speaking cost him too much. Weird never arrived. We order ice cream and we are served with arrogance, rudeness and desire not to be there, out of the ordinary. The consistency of the ice cream I don't even want to comment on it: a loose blob miserably mixed. At my request for milkless ice cream, first I'm told that dark chocolate is produced without milk, then that they don't know it. I wonder if they made it, if they had a allergen card, and the usual banknote, now tired even to listen to me, tells me that he knows nothing and goes away. The owner justifies everything by saying that with citizenship income no one wants to work and that banknote is actually their frustrated pastry, which finds itself there to cover different roles from their own. And he keeps saying that from them there is no standard, that the allergen card is there but there is, that the ice creams one day are made with milk, the other with cream, the one after who knows how... I don't think the owner was in bad faith, but the experience is ruined by the rudeness, arrogance and the pressapochism of certain characters. Incommentable.