"Restaurant Mediterran, Wuppertal âNow is the light in the rise, It goes into the new year. Donât let your mute, It doesnât stay as it was.â (Friedrich RĂźckert, 1788 1866) Well, so letâs do it differently. No New Year's Eve in the traditional home, but together with friends and their friends in a restaurant. Wuppertal, 31. 12 2013. 19:00, meeting in the restaurant Mediterran, Friedrich Ebert street 41. 18:50. Carlo Attraversanando and Zerberuz: âWhere is the entrance here?â The âMediterranâ is hidden and closed. It is true that one can look into the interior from outside, but how will one experience from looking? Finally, we want to eat there with eight other people. The view from the outside to the inside meets no known faces. Rescue! Trial and Error. Try the wrong door. God protect the smokers! A guest who has fallen victim to tobacco consumption emerges and shows us the way. The first impression: narrow, narrow, improbably narrow, celestial... it's narrow here. Immediately greeting by a nice lady from the service we happen to know from another restaurant. Still tight. The room, more or less a hose, to group a middle gear as loggias camouflaged guest supply cells with bar separation. The ambience is enough for an inattentive, hungry guest who needs to eat quickly. Very little atmosphere. Still, you try. The tables are all attractively covered. The group concerned us is accommodated at a long table on the front side of the room, right from the entrance. After some of the guests are intruded, it looks like Christmas or New Year at Aunt âTrutchenâ. Close, tight, tight. But you like yourself and it's very cozy. The crowd of guests arrives with delay. The nice sympathetic lady of the service is replaced by a man who sends tendencies of circus signals. The style is changing: âWe know each other, so quickly. Name your wishes!â This is a clear nuance too loud and too distant to me. They only relate to drinks: water, wine, sherry, prosecco. I'm threatening road traffic regulations, so just water! The New Year's menu in 5 courses! The service is not to envy. The restaurant is crowded. 3 service personnel can handle everything, two women and one man. For example, at our table it is not possible to reach every guest. The panne forms the start. The âBruschettaâ with Peccorino and truffle Ravioli in sage butter on Carpaccio are on the table even before the obligatory bread with three painting variants. Mostly the Bruschetta irritates me. She's baked with cheese, so hot!! No sense of taste! Carpaccio of what? There's so little puffed vegetables around? Carpaccio? Slightly sleep, follow bread and spread. Yeah, what are you doing now? I'm sorry. No! No overcoming! I don't like these paint mixtures anyway. âEntenbrust auf Rosenkohl in Pistazien Rahmâ, all quite tasty, but my duck breast slices are already fully cooked, Zerberuz can still see a pink inside the meat. It follows: âSeezungeâInvoltiniâ with royal crab in white wine sauce on Beluga lensesâ âPfeffermeat from the calfsal tip on fruity vegetables and vanilla tomatoes, with butter twistingenâ. âDessert Mix >Mediterran â¤â The dishes are easy to judge. They are neatly prepared, here and there a small flaw, in focus, the local flock has offered more interesting and better food since the beginning of the Christmas holidays. This menu can be eaten very well, but it does not prepare any pleasure. Cost point, including drinks: âŹ74.86 per person. Prosit New Year! The old year slips into the garbage can with the leftovers! Right. At the subsequent private meeting before midnight there was a vegetable soup based on a ConsommĂŠ in private rooms. Delicious! That's what I'm thinking. Conclusion: In this way one in the city center of Elberfeld gets hungry, so if you just want to get tired. I believe that the âMediterranâ has a chance to create a satisfied guest. But I also do not want to mention that apart from me and Zerberuz everyone was quite satisfied. The Mediterranean lands on the medium scale on the performance scale of Wuppertal restaurants that I have experienced. I arrange the kitchen between three and four stars, at the service I tend to a similar rating, for the ambience I forgive two and for the price performance ratio four points, as the drinks are cheap. âThe time is ruined. The spider spins in secret tissues. When a year begins tonight, a new life begins!â (Joachim Ringelnatz, 1883 1934)"
