"I will try to be as objective as possible by telling the experience in this restaurant. We are a group of friends from different localities who meet each year a weekend in muiros, among other things that we usually eat a small mariscada each year, we care about selecting restaurant and order menu. We never had trouble until yesterday. Yesterday, Saturday July, we had a reservation for twelve people, the dishes were in charge and the seconds. had taken care, days before, seafood, razors and percebes; seconds, chuletons, rodaballo, and I do not remember if any other kind of fish. They served us with the salpicon, it was very dry, very dry, even with the salpicon in the sources they brought us the razors, which, as they were served hot we had to eat, even before the end of the psalp. We waited for the percebes when they started bringing the seconds: the shots. before our surprise we ask for the percebes and tell us: they have forgotten them, but that no problem takes the seconds and makes us, that after it warms the flesh and, obviously, the heavy told him not to remove the meat from the table, a pamphlet so that this good should be taken fresh. One of the diners hadn't asked for a second and decided to give him a kilo of percebes. To spend a bit of a joke on him, I approached the restaurant's kitchen in search of the waitress who was attending us, and I told him to put the puzzles on me and not the person who had asked them, he didn't understand me, said no, I explained it again and before my astonishment he told me not until the cook came out of the kitchen and told him it was a joke. I went to the dining room, but the Percebes pulled them out of various sources that put the table. At the end of dinner, some of us went out to the restaurant terrace and there we had coffee. the ones that stayed in the dining room asked for the bill, and they paid. the bill was handwritten and with tachons, among which came the percebes, which did not charge (we seemed to do the right thing because the bill amounted to approximately euros and stood around euros of tip, and had had a good failure.) when we left the restaurant and said goodbye, we heard a shout: eh blonde, I have to tell you something in front of my surprise, the blonde was me, and told me that the euros owed. I had to pay them, because I had told him I would point them out. I prefer to think that the waitress had a bad day and that he doesn't behave like that with everyone. I paid them, though they didn't cost them, because they were small, and they weren't well made (the percebes are served hot wrapped in a white cloth.) after paying he asked me if we were happy, and I said no, explaining everything I wrote here. I want everyone reading this comment to know that it is not a recommended place, and that although the quality of some of the products was good, and the kitchen also, the treatment received was lousy. fdo: the blonde"
