Brander Hof, Ljubica Lindner

The luxury cars in the huge parking lot, as well as the view of the extensive terrain and the large stables, already awaken a certain expectation when you visit the restaurant on the Brander Hof. Ernüchterung starts suddenly as soon as you enter the restaurant. The first look is at a stack of old, revitalized journals, which are ready to welcome the newcomer. As many doctors still know today. A few steps further, the second takes note of the uncrowdedly acting treses and the nicely greeting, but rather camping-clad staff. The place, and the first impression usually impresses the feeling of well-being, is spontaneously arranged in the section Vereinsgaststätte. All tables free, we were the only guests, in the afternoon at about 5:00. So we chose a table with a view directly into the riding hall. A rider with four-legged was also on the way. The map, surprisingly Italian and quite clear. Some soups and appetizers, a few noodle dishes, a handful of steaks. Nothing that lured me here would have known the card before. I dared to order Spagetti Bolognese, my companion a salad with scampis. As a greeting to the kitchen we received homemade bread with herbal butter. That was tasty, no question. My spagetti and the salad were fine, but no special mention was worth. The Bolgnese I can better myself, especially with a little more meat, that was thinly scattered. A little salad can also be made at home without effort. Both dishes would certainly not be an incentive for me to return to the Brander Hof. The service very easy and nice, but also obviously not from the subject. A fallen cutlery part was registered, but not exchanged. Only after dinner, would you have said something? My plate and cutlery were unquestioned, even though my companion was still at dinner. Conclusion: You can eat here, but you don't have to be absolutely.