"The Ermis is the favorite place of friends and it has long been on my own wish list. Yesterday evening (on a silly Tuesday in September, at 8 p.m.) I finally put the wish into effect and was not disappointed. But stop: a bit already, but this was more about the parking situation. Ermis is located in the Böblinger Unterstadt and has no on-site parking. In walking distance there was really no one spot left. We parked 10 minutes away in a cul-de-sacre and actually got a ticket despite a later hour. So: the next time you better get to Öffis – a bus stop is right opposite and from the train station you are here in just a few minutes. The restaurant is rustically decorated, with wooden tables and fetched rhinestones and a nice counter at the entrance. The tables are close together and the noise level is enormous. Sometimes you almost have to scream to be understood. There is a tiny septare in the rear area, just large enough for 2 people and a narrow terrace left from the local area (but not very picturesque and rather triste). The restaurant was proppeful under the week, but we had two tables to choose from: a typical cat table (which we naturally mourned) and a spacious four-story table. The boss was immediately on the spot and invaded an exuberant cordiality. Of course there was an ouzo on the house (not too cold, without ice, without water). The map is amazingly versatile: lots of cold and warm appetizers, various salads, many fish and meat dishes and some desserts. I chose the Ermis Salad Bowl with Shrimps and Calamares for 11.90 euros. Magnificent! Relatively little salad (some leaf salad, pinned tubule, four black olives, thick cucumber slices and unfortunately taste-neutral tomatoes, an onion ring), for this enormous amount of Habhaftes. The shrimps were fried and very deft. The Calamares small arms impressive, firm, but not tough. Both had very pleasant roasted aromas and was finely grilled. The small Calamare castor of my companion (14,90) was completely sufficient and was accompanied by a supplemental salad (sheet salad, tomato, light sour cream dressing). The Calamares were panaded, but not greasy. In the middle of the plate, pieces of cauliflower and broccoli were in a white sauce, which remotely resembled Tsatsiki. Very creative! My red wine choir (favourable 2.90 for a quarter) tasted very strong and rustic and was served very nicely in a glass carafe. The Greek mocha at the end (2,10 euros) was only slightly sweet, very pleasant! When paying, we were asked if we wanted to try figs in Ouzo. Sure. This tasted wonderfully refreshing and deptched as a greenish-yellow mini-feige (for example in the size of a Mirabelle), which had slightly floated in the Ouzo and had already been wonderfully absorbed with its aroma and alcohol. The service was charming, lovable, authentic and quite fixed. We really felt like the guests. Unfortunately, the many voices and the music in the guest room were very intense, so you had to scream during the conversation. I had the feeling that the other guests almost freaked out. That was quite exhausting! Shortly before 22:00, however, the place was empty, so that one could get an idea of the original cosiness of the place. Tableware, glasses and blankets were top clean. The dishes are very creatively composed and are appealingly arranged. 10-15 minutes after the order we had the food. All in all a successful evening with a great host pair, in a rustic environment. The dishes are pleasant, but not intrusively seasoned. The dimensions are right, so you're getting tired, but you don't feel blown. The Ouzo does his rest! You're welcome."
