Finestrat
Pizzorante Mangiare'

Pizzorante Mangiare'

Calle De Puig Campana 3, 03509, Finestrat, Spain

Pizza • Sushi • Europeo • Cafeterías


"Es la primera vez que vamos a comer allí, la comida excelente, pero el camarero que tienen si soy el dueño es el último día que trabaja allí, al entrar nos han puesto de aperitivo frutos secos le he dicho que los retirase inmediatamente ya que mi hijo era alérgico grave. Nos toma la comanda el mismo camarero, y pido para mí hijo pechuga de pollo plancha plato más simple) y pregunto si solo llevaba patatas fritas a lo cual me lo confirma e informo que comunique a cocina de que mi hijo es anafiláctico , lógicamente no voy a decirle las mil alergias que tiene pq para eso pido ese plato y en la carta no figura ningún alérgeno cuando están obligados). Nuestra sorpresa es cuando viene el plato y lleva entre las patatas una rodaja de manzana . Llamo al camarero inmediatamente y le digo que pq lleva manzana que mi hijo también es alérgico, y de malas formas me dice que es pera y que está de decoración adjunto foto, la primera vez que veo un trozo de pera de decoración, UN TROZO OCULTO) y que además solo le había dicho que era alérgico a los frutos secos, por lo que le contesto que no iba a decirle la multitud de alergias que tiene, que para eso pido pechuga a la plancha y le había preguntado si solo llevaba patatas y además una rodaja de pera escondida entre las patatas me extrañaba que fuera decoración. El mal educado me dice que también lleva rúcula y que no puede adivinar todas sus alergias, y de malas formas me dice que qué hace con el plato , por no ponerme a su altura retiro toda la comida que estaba junto a la pera y prefiero no montar un espectáculo, ya que en primer lugar si pido algo específico me tendrían que informar que lleva fruta de decoración y en segundo lugar, en la carta no figuraba los alérgenos cuando es obligatorio que aparezcan. Menos mal que una empleada, que agradezco y felicito su profesionalidad, se acerca y nos pide disculpa por el comportamiento del camarero. La explico lo ocurrido y que un profesional de hostelería al tener un alérgico a alimentos tendrían que tomar las maximas precauciones, y si van a poner una decoración que no figura en la descripción del plato tendrían que haber preguntado antes, ya que estan jugando con la vida de mi hijo. Si ese trozo de pera, que el camarero ha dicho que era decoración y se encontraba escondido debajo de las patatas, yo no me doy cuenta y se lo come, mi hijo habría entrado en shock anafiláctico y ahora mismo estaría en estado muy grave. Quiero dejar claro que el restaurante un 10, la calidad un 10, la chica de gafitas un 10 es que no se su nombre), pero un restaurante por tener a un empleado ignorante mal educado y habiendo sido informado de un comensal alérgico que por un error o falta de interés, pongan otros alimentos no específicos en carta, y más cuando hay un alérgico que puede tener otras alergias actúe de esa forma, yo le habría echado en el mismo momento. Además a partir del grave incidente, nos ha dejado de atender, y cada vez que pasaba me cruzaba la mirada como perdonándome la vida. Es una pena que los alérgicos, pq yo también soy, cada vez que salimos de casa nos juguemos la vida. En mi caso al tomate no soy alérgica, pero al mismo camarero le he pedido claramente spaguetti a lle vongole sin pomodoro, y me llega el plato con tomates cherry"

Real Wok Exotic

Real Wok Exotic

Avda Azorin, 2, 03509, Finestrat, Spain

Pez • Pollo • Postres • Mariscos


"Sometimes a name is an accurate reflection of what it labels. Other times its a load of crock. REAL WOK Exotic Restaurant falls into the latter and as a name it is an malicious misdescription. Neither was the chef cooking with a wok in the open kitchen which sat unused instead like unwanted ornaments and everything about restaurant is about as exotic as a trip to a Costa Blanca car showroom. The offering purports to be Chinese, Japanese, and Asian food. However I would say this is heavily filtered through Valencian tastebuds to the point of being almost assimilated. This isn’t fusion, its homogenised. The restaurant is sited halfway down a thin finger like strip of land that reaches down from the beautiful old town of Finestrat in the interior to the gaudy seaside brutalism of La Cala de Finestrat on the coast. However this place is in limbo; a soulless netherworld between neither place reachable for most people only by car. It is a converted industrial unit sat between other industrial units on an industrial estate. There’s nothing pretty about it, unless cheaply built steel and glass warehouses are your thing. The cavernous interior stores tables arranged school canteen style, which remained half empty on a Thursday evening. We arrived at 8ish and the cavernous interior appeared half lit which it remained as the sun disappeared into the night. I don’t know if the intention was to create a “low vision” themed restaurant. Low lighting might work in a cosy cāntīng but here it just felt like Scroogian bah humbug miserliness. So this is all you can eat buffet dining at 16.95€ a head. I’ve had fantastic Chinese buffets at other restaurants before, so I kept my mind open. Everyone in my dining party had hot and sour soup to start. There was no heat in the spice at all. This was a theme that was to remain throughout the evening. I then had sushi which was to remain the most delicious offering on the entire menu. They had a variety of futo maki and American sushi rolls and they all tasted fresh. Second round I went for a selection of pre cooked starters. Tempura onion, ribs, pork meatball. They all had the same oily taste and all tasted of the same stale oil. There was no spice. Even trying to correct this with the chilli paste, it all still tasted the same. The noodles I spooned gingerly on the side tasted…bland. In my experience, traditional Spanish dishes do not like heat in their spices. Pimiento negro and milder varieties of Chillies, like the Padron, are often as hot as it gets. As the restaurant filled up seemingly with local families taking advantage of the huge quantities of food available, it became obvious that tourists with discerning tastebuds or expectations of proper Chinese food were not the primary market. It was nice to have the option of chopsticks, although we were the only table we saw using them. Trying to make my starters further palatable, the sweet and sour dipping sauce I added tasted 80% diluted. It was this or plum sauce only that were available. The chun bing; crispy duck pancakes, were okay, but the pancake batter was too thin and kept falling apart on me. The bain maries were regularly topped up by the staff whose demeanour varied between somewhat amiable to slightly indifferent. For the main I went up to the raw counter with its impressive seafood selection and meats. I grabbed an aromatic selection of raw veg to accompany my fillet of salmon and I went up to the chef behind the counter who was cooking everything on a grill plate. Asking for any of the five available sauces displayed on four foot tall posters upon the wall above the serving hatch was met with a “no”. Asking him to cook the fish with spices was met with a “no”. Apart from the dramatic sprinkling of black pepper and copious amounts of salt, and lashings of olive oil, all applied equally to every dish by every customer that was the only flavour available. So essentially REAL WOK is a Valeciana parrilla grill masquerading with “Asian esque” starters. To top it off the gents toilets were grim and in desperate need of a deep clean. If I’d gone in there when we first arrived, I would have turned round and refused to eat in the restaurant."