OK - this place is horrible. If I had 4 arms, I would give it 4 thumbs down. The place smelled…read morelike a brothel (I heard it used to be one). Also, the owner had a real bad attitude. At first, I thought he was an impostor attempting to destroy the business but he really was the owner.
It was apparent he was not happy to have us as customers.
Now the food....I had not really been feeling well all day, what with a bit of gas and such. By the time I had eaten "dinner" - some Croatian mystery fish, I knew I was in trouble.
It all happened very quickly...
All of a sudden, there was a lot of pressure on my diaphragm and I was having trouble breathing and unbuttoning my pants were not an option since I was wearing sweats. At the same time, the downward pressure was building. At first I thought it was only gas, which could have been passed in batches right at the table without too much concern.
I knew I was in trouble. I ran to the bathroom and was only halfway down on the toilet when my poop wave was of such force, and of just such an angle in relation to the back curve of the toilet seat, that it ricocheted off the back of the seat and slammed into the wall.
Almost at the same time, the vomiting began. By the time I had actually collapsed on the toilet, my mouth had filled up with a large portion of the Seezungenfilet I consumed. So, I bent over. I was still sitting on the toilet with my head above my now slightly-opened legs, positioned in between my knees and waist. Also, directly above my pants which were now pulled down to a point just midway between my knees and my ankles. Oh, do you remember I was wearing sweats, not the new cooler sweats but sweatpants with elastic on the ankles. In one mighty push, probably 1 kilo of yellow and brown goo were deposited inside my pants with no readily available exit. And there was no @#$%!@# toilet paper!!!!
I had to scream for the Manager for a hose. He reluctantly brought one and and I promptly washed myself off.
This place is horrible - everything about it. DO NOT GO.