Schützenhaus Cafe

In the Tagblatt a great article appeared that the Schützenhaus finally opened again. After seven years of Sleeping Beauty, it was also time! And the owners have taken the right coal into their hands, slapping 750,000 euros in the renovation or Renovation has been set and Croatian peasants are committed to offering, of course, Bavarian dishes in addition to the Balkans. No question where Schatzl and I are going to dinner tonight. On the access road to the Wankbahn, the Schützenhaus is located on the left hand side of the hiking park of the Philosophenweg. There we stopped the car and climbed the few steps to the entrance next to the terrace. It's a good thing to think about a ramp for children's cars or wheelchairs. The establishment of the long-drawn guest room would be described in the broadest sense as a modernly trimmed country house style, with a design floor with wood look. You enter the place on the narrow side and opposite, at the other end, is the counter, next to it goes to the toilets and another stüberl. On the longitudinal side towards the terrace a huge window front. A bisserl has retained its railway hall character. At the early hour – 18 h – little was left, and we sat right at a corner table. The menus are already on the table, so we had time to look in until the waiter discovered us, who turned out to our surprise as a true Italian. We already ordered a soot 0.5 l. € 3,30 – Ettaler and Bitburger beer will be presented and a special € 0.5 l. € 3, and then we were looking for something to eat. twice the cattle force broth fillet soup € 3, you will notice the croats, otherwise there would be pancake soup, Sagittarius Pfanderl; Pork fillet with mushroom cream sauce, cheese spets and vegetable pan € 13,90 and deer's goulash with mushrooms, cranberries and butter spets € 12,50 and a mixed supplement salad €2,50 . Soups were immediately served in terrins. Much, tasteful for me, unfortunately, a pure fall. The broth didn't taste homemade and lash, the pancake strips were totally dimmed: well, that's going well.... and then the salad came even though I was still spooning on the soup. In addition to carrots, radii, leaf salads and a few soft tomatoes, there were also unchambered cucumber slices, sprouts and onion rings; yogurt dressing was tastefully inconspicuous. I was glad about the salt shaker. The Hirschedelgulasch came as desired without mushrooms, the Spätzle was thankfully in a separate bowl. The sauce looked very dark, but turned out to be extremely tasty and strong. The flesh was pervaded in the truest sense of the word. Some pieces broke in their mouth, so tender they were, others were so tough that they could hardly chew. The Spätzle – announced as a butter parrot – had definitely seen no butter let alone a pan, but came fresh from the water pot. Well drained, but completely tasteless. Again, the salt shaker was my best friend. I give 3 stars for the food, because Schatzl was very satisfied with his peach, which consisted of loud fresh ingredients. However, he also suspected that the cook was not in love. The portions were quite large, so we left a dessert. Instead there was an espresso € 2, which was of solid quality. For the sympathetic, communicative waiter, I give 4 stars, and his colleague on the other side of the guest room was more unpleasant. I even know that this was the boss because he had set up a table next to the counter as an office. Thus, for example, new guests entered the room, went through it completely until they stood before it, only then did he consider it necessary to get up. Doesn't seem very hospitable. And then it would have been a good idea to look past the occupied tables and greet the guests. Conclusion: I will come back and give the shelter a second chance, today the kitchen has not convinced me. It attracts the homemade Kaiserschmarrn, which I will enjoy after a hike.

A great article was published in the timeline that the house of the shelter has finally opened again. after seven years of thorn sleep it was also time! and the owners have taken the right coal in the hand, 750,000 euros in the sanation or renovation, and Croatian pächter, who, besides the balkan dressed, should of course also offer bayers. no wonder where schatzl and I go to dinner tonight. on the access road to the wankbahn is the protection house on the left in the hiking park of the philosophenweg. there we started the car and climbed the few steps to the entrance next to the terrace. I like it here that a ramp was thought for children or wheelchairs. the device of the long-drawn dining room I would call in the broadest sense as a modern, trimmed country house style, with a design floor with wood look. they enter this locally on the narrow side and opposite, on the other end, the theke is, besides the toilets and another stüberl. on the side of the terrace a huge window front. a bisserl has preserved the space its railway character. about the early time of the clock – 18 h – was little loose, and we sat directly on a rectangular. the menus are already on the table, so we had time to look inward until the waiter discovered us, who dept from our surprise as a washing machine Italian. we already ordered a soot of 0.5 l. € 3,30 – it is given from ettal and bitburger beer and a specific 0.5 l. € 3 and then we were looking for something to eat. twice the bark force broth filet suppe € 3, there they can notice the croats, otherwise there are pfancake suppe, shelter house panderl; pork fillet with champnrahmin saucer, cheer 50 much, tastefully for me unfortunately a pure fall. the broth didn't taste homemade and let the pancake strips were completely soaking: well, that's good, and then the salad came, although I still spooned on the suppe. besides carrots, radians, leaf sours and some soft tomats there were also uncut glass panes, sprouts and swirls; yogurtdressing was tasteless inconspicuous. I was happy scattered over the salt. the cerebral gulasch came as desired without champignons, the late zle grateful in a separate bowl. the soße looked very dark, but turned out to be very tasty and strong. the flesh was penetrated in the truest sense of the word. a few pieces were broken in the mouth, so tender they were, others were so hard that they could hardly chew. the late zle – known as butterspetle – had not seen a butter alone a pan, but came fresh from the water pot. well drained, but completely tasteless. again the salt spatter was my best friend. I give 3 stars to eat, because schatzl was very satisfied with his clinke, which consisted of loud fresh ingredients. but he also suspected that the chef was not in love. the portions were quite large, so we left one dessert. Instead there was an espresso 2, which was of solid quality. for the sympathetic, communicative waiter I give 4 stars, his colleague on the other side of the gas room seemed to me more unpleasant. even though I realized that this was the chief, because he had prepared a table as an office next to the counter. So, for example, new guests went into the room, went through them completely until they stood before him, only then he kept it necessary to stand up. seems not very hospitable, and then it would have been heard to look past the occupied tables and to welcome the guests. Conclusion: I will come back and give the shelter a second chance, today the kitchen has not convinced me. it attracts the homemade imiserschmarrn, which I will enjoy after a hike.

In the Tagblatt a great article appeared that the Schützenhaus finally opened again. After seven years of sleep beauty it was also time! And the owners have taken the right coal into their hands, piled 750,000 euros in the renovation or renovation was set and Croatian farmers are obliged to offer naturally Bavarian dishes in addition to the Balkans. No question where honey and I are going to eat tonight. On the access road to the Wankbahn, the Schützenhaus is located on the left side of the hiking park of the Philosophenweg. There we stopped the car and climbed the few steps to the entrance next to the terrace. I like a ramp for children or wheelchairs. The furnishings of the long-drawn guest room would be described in the broadest sense as a modern country house style, with a design floor with wood optics. You enter the place on the narrow side and opposite, at the other end, is the counter, next to it goes to the toilets and another stüberl. On the longitudinal side to the terrace a huge window front. A bite has preserved its railway character. In the early hour – 18 h – there was little left, and we sat right at a corner table. The menus are already on the table, so we had time to see each other until the waiter discovered us, who turned out to be a real Italian. We already ordered a soot 0.5 l. € 3,30 – Ettaler and Bitburger beer are delivered and a special € 0.5 l. € 3, and then we were looking for something to eat. Twice the beef soup € 3, you will notice the croats, otherwise there would be pancake soup, Sagittarius panderl; Pork fillet with mushroom cream sauce, cheese spoon and vegetable pan € 13,90 and deer goat with mushrooms, cranberries and butterspins € 12,50 and a mixed additional salad €2,50 . Soups were immediately served in Terrins. Much, tasteful for me, unfortunately a pure case. The broth did not taste homemade and eyelashes, the pancake strips were totally dimmed: well, that's fine.... and then the salad came, although I still sprinkle on the soup. In addition to carrots, radii, leaf salads and some soft tomatoes there were also uncut cucumber slices, sprouts and onion rings; the yogurt dressing was tasteless inconspicuous. I was glad about the salt shaker. The Hirschedelgulasch came as desired without mushrooms, the Spätzle was grateful in a separate bowl. The sauce looked very dark, but turned out to be extremely tasty and strong. The flesh was penetrated in the truest sense of the word. Some pieces broke into their mouth, so tender they were, others were so hard that they could hardly chew. The late zle – known as butter parrot – had definitely not slept butter, but came fresh from the water pot. Although well drained, but completely tasteless. Again, the salt shaker was my best friend. I give 3 stars for the food, because Schatzl was very satisfied with his peach, which consisted of loud fresh ingredients. He also suspected that the cook was not in love. The portions were quite large, so we left a dessert. Instead, there was an espresso 2 of solid quality. For the sympathetic, communicative waiter I give 4 stars, and his colleague on the other side of the guest room was more unpleasant. I even know this was the boss because he had a table next to the desk as an office. For example, new guests went into the room, went through him completely until they stood before him, only then he thought it necessary to stand up. It doesn't seem very hospitable. And then it would have been a good idea to look past the occupied tables and welcome the guests. Conclusion: I will come back and give the shelter a second chance, today the kitchen has not convinced me. It attracts the homemade Kaiserschmarrn, which I will enjoy after a hike.