Phone: +4968140161060
Address: Saaruferstraße 16, 66117 Saarbrucken, Germany, Saarbrücken
City: Saarbrücken
Dishes: 35
Reviews: 1248
Website: http://www.tante-jenny.de/
"Yesterday in the Saarbrücker newspaper, a report on the local aunt Jenny Ableger was published and I suggested to my loving friend who gave me an unknown aunt in the valleys until then; as it turned out, she had been there for lunch with one of her friends. After a brief consultation, we decided to return immediately, and I was already hanging on the phone to order a table for two for 12:30, which proved to be unproblematic. We appeared at the time; instead of a table for two, we were led to a table for eight, which should lead to later events or even non-events. It's a good turn. The Aunt Jenny A Hit in North and South! Aunt Jenny in Husum and Saarbrücken describes himself on the cover sheet of the menu that is under [here link] can be viewed as Restaurant Café Bar. A look at the map of Germany would have shown the author of the folder or menu that Saarbrücken cannot be found in the south, but in the southwest of the Republic. The restaurant is clear; the café and the bar that I do not find at least in the ambience, although according to the map there should be coffee and cake daily and the battery of spirit bottles is enough to definitely put a whole company in the coma. North German hospitality with style and atmosphere should be found here; for style and atmosphere maritime flair should serve small sailboat models, anchors, lighthouses as well as many pictures. If it was about old photos of Husum and surroundings, from the sea or from the name ensemble Jenny Nissen Aunt Jenny, I would have reached the finish. But what I found in pictures was a collection of tens of paintings that at least put tears in my eyes and prepare my skin on my arms. What the artists have produced is definitely desired and not sent under the preamble. Intensification comes that one cannot escape these pictures; no matter where one sits and where one turns the view; they hang on all walls. Only in the wet cell area do not hang, for that you will really sound intense with hip hop. Although one sits neatly, partly overlooking the Saaruferstrasse one cannot see the Saar, but one can smell it clearly today, I can not forgive more than two stars for the ambience; I find the works too stupid. Cleanliness: Nothing to complain; five stars. Service: Young people, very friendly, diligent and competent to answer even in terms of questions; at least mostly. The fact that the young man who partially served us tried to express my legitimate complaints in the field of food and drink, which he could not succeed, prompts me to reduce the four stars that are actually intended for service to three. Food and drink: I like the menu, the wine card less. On a wine card I liked to see from which region and especially from which winery a wine originates; it is optimal when the vintage is still noticed. Unfortunately, there is nothing to find on the Jenny Wine Card; a pity. The prices of wines, between 4,90 and 7,50 EUR for a glass of 0,2l, however suggest that there are no high or premium wines in the starting box. Be it, we didn't order wine anyway, I wouldn't do it here either. My wife ordered a fuel EUR 2.50 and I ordered a flute EUR 0.33l 3.90 as a starter, then a second for dinner. The drinks came quickly and quickly to order the dishes. Mme. Simba ordered the fish plate Aunt Jenny with three pieces. varieties of fish, crabs, roast potatoes and garlic sauce EUR 21,90; As an appetizer, I chose the Husumer crab soup with creambonnet for EUR 6,90 and as a main dish the Husumer cutter with crabs, leek, fresh mushrooms and roast potatoes also EUR 21,90. The young serviceman did not send my wife to starters; it was a mixed salad with fresh fennel for EUR 5,50. Between two dressings could be chosenMme. for yogurt dressing. We sat half an hour in the foretaste of our appetizers, when one of the servicemen approached our eight-person table with the question whether we put a single master on our table; all the other tables are as we could see. My answer: If he doesn't run, you can take him over. He was brought and has not bordered; . He also gave up his orders, as for my wife it should also be a mixed salad and the fish plate Aunt Jenny. Until here everything was in the crowd, but so gradually the catastrophe began. The late guest at our table received his salad, although much sperm as we had ordered; My treasure got nothing, neither me. The guest at our table had his salad; about ten minutes later his fish plate came; that my wife had not come.. We were allowed to watch our tablemates at dinner; We couldn't do anything else because we didn't even have our appetizers! When our table guest almost emptied his plate, at least our appetizers came. The salad of my wife was o.k., I was disappointed by my Husum crab soup with cream hood. However, tedious North Sea crabs were present and the cream hood was lush; what I missed on the soup was simple and handle taste! When our main courts waited for themselves and plentiful over the normal twilight time, I lifted myself from my table and tried to make a safe in the intention to conduct a clear conversation with the service. One of the young ladies showed me the young man, apparently the pre-turner in the service team. I asked him the very simple question Why did the guest come to our table who ordered the same two dishes as my wife for a long time after us, and what happened to my dishes? He wanted to speak from a larger society that had come and had to be served; they came later when the guest came to our table; I could see this from our table. I asked him to leave this bullshit and return to our table on this subject; all in established words and in the usual Simba rolling quiet volume. Then he wanted to deny and with the assertion that my wife and the other guest had ordered various dishes; I could pull the tooth quickly by going to the screen before the pass with him; there the commands per table are recorded with their input. He was visibly swallowed that I know something like that. Apparently he left and I went back to our table. I just wanted to suggest my wife to announce and pay our main courts when the young serviceman finally appeared with our very late records. The three kinds of different fish were on the Aunt Jenny fish plate, so I had to find out about my demand for cod, stone beans and plaice. The dish was very tasty and the roast potatoes supplement was so plentiful that my wife did not do everything. Also by my Husumer Kutterscholle I was very finished; I did not know Scholle with this supplement combination, because so far it has always been in Scholle Finkenwerder style. I just wanted to put my plaice in the right place when the operator of both aunt Jennys, Mr. Safet Ahmeti, came to our table on his round to load the fleas between gastronomy and guest. I didn't read him that way. If he knew what happened at our table and what explanation he would have for it; for me, it is simple and gripping a damn bad execution coordination when processing the incoming commands. First he quoted from his map. Dear guests, there is no fast food. Our dishes are freshly prepared with heart and care. We therefore ask you to understand whether it should take a few minutes longer. My argument that it is an impossibility that a 40 minutes after our customer at our table would have received his dishes forty minutes before us, while he read it briefly, then he tried with a verbal pirouette by starting to explain the course in a gastro kitchen. Your bad luck that I had worked in renowned Swiss hotels twice a week during my studies in local gastronomy and during the entire semester holidays; he moved on very thin ice, which he quickly noticed. I broke our last fruitless conversation with the idea that I expressed the desire to eat my chocolate before it was completely cold. He disappeared but returned twice; first with a kind of liqueur on the house and later with a dessert on the house, a ball vanilla ice cream with sour cherries and cream. My bullet inside unfortunately had ice crystals that my wife did not. Both times Mr. Ahmeti wanted to follow our conversation that I rejected; for me this drop was definitely sucked. But I gave him a kind of mediation that he was very satisfied. And I had made a little bow. I have only one answer to the question of how to evaluate the food sector: not at all! For the courts there would have been something between three and a half and four stars; for the miserable effluent coordination, I would have had to delete all to a half star, and that never has anything, neither me nor the gastronomic. I have never submitted a report without an evaluation of the food sector; that is a precedent that should not be repeated. However, as the incident also has a negative effect on my overall impression, I can no longer forgive two and a half stars that are well-intentioned. Conclusion: Are we going to visit Aunt Jenny again? I want to give the store a second chance, but not so soon... P.S. Finally something positive: The main entrance itself is not barrier-free, but there is a clearly visible sign with a thick left arrow, with which the side entrance is directed a few meters further; there is absolutely barrier-free that goes on within the company."
All prices are estimates.
Saarbrücken, a charming city in western Germany, blends French and German cultures with unique Saarland specialties like Lyoner sausage, Dibbelabbes potato dish, and hearty Flammkuchen.