Phone: (+39)0522895011
Address: Via Del Lago, 5, Ligonchio, Italy
City: Ligonchio
Dishes: 8
Reviews: 1041
Website: http://www.ilrifugiodellaquila.com/
"Theme: Mom the Indians Dinner for 2 passing by after calling Sunday 26-6-22 Being there few people could converse a bit with the owner who turned out to be friendly, brilliant and helpful. On the paper were the green pappardelle to the wild boar ragù, I asked her if she could do it to the mushrooms and I specified white without tomato because I know that from those parts they have the vice to make the sauce of red mushrooms, to the tomato, in my opinion stuff to be excommunicated. He said yes. After a while the waitress brings the dish: green pappardelle with mushrooms... I saw the mushrooms were a little dark, but I know that sometimes sewing a little dark. The homemade green pappardelle were delicious and also tortellini in broth of the person who was with me, but... at some point in the sauce of pappardelle mushrooms I find pieces of meat, small, but there were... Meet the waitress. I told you I'm not allergic/intolerant or vegetarian or vegan but I would like to know why there was meat in the mushroom sauce... Absolute silence, I thought they would answer me at the time of payment. After the dessert we rise and proceed towards the crate where there was the owner we had no longer seen: We'd like to pay, blah blah blah. was there that I saw the Indian; not a word, not a nod, not a union st was okay? Nothing! You count (51 euros), I pay with the ATM and then I did not resist, I asked you the same question I asked the waitress: How come there was meat in mushroom sauce? Answer: a, weren't they white? If they weren't white, I'll return the consummation, get out of the box ten euros and put them in my hand... Ummmm, I didn't talk about white or red, I talked about meat, and from there I realized that the coloring of the mushroom sauce was due to the fact that they had been picked up in the ragù boar pan and that explains both color and meat pieces. Of course I refused 10 euros. Of course I did not expect to find the Indians on the Apennines, I expected that as soon as the waitress had warned the owner, came in person to verify, I expected it to make us a dessert, or a bottle, or a digestive to apologize for what happened, I expected that at the time of payment he would say for apologies of the inconvenience that the dinner is offered, I expected something but not that did nothing. Sure, I could postpone the pot, but I didn't know what was going on. If I had been Cannavacciuolo, or Panella or Barbieri would have rolled to the ground to apologize. Also because at first he enchanted the praises of his place saying that he is always full of important people and things like that. The place is pleasant, beautiful, maybe too much, we ate well and spent good times chatting with the owner, then... Following a trivial error, a trivial supervision easily remedyable, silence, a tent of drops of omerity and we hope that these will soon leave the gentle lady, are things that happen, if it should come back to happen you do not try to hide behind in your finger, do not try to avoid, is not a girl, I think it is ready to face these situations, or at least should be. Better to open the dialogue, better to face the situation with dignity, better an excuse there was a mistake that let go so a client who never came and that from now on when he will think to you Mum the Indians..."
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