Mávéház - Balatonboglar
Mávéház
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Very good, very delicious, I loved it and I liked it a lot Service: Dine in Meal type: Lunch Price per person: Ft 6,000–8,000 Food: 5 Service: 5 Atmosphere: 5
Service: Dine in Meal type: Other Price per person: Ft 1–2,000 Recommended dishes: Capuccino 650 Ft Helyben Fogyasztva 750 Ft Elviteles Pohárban
We recently had a great authentic rural folklore experience at Mávé! Our group of friends ordered 4, i.e. four pieces of hot sandwiches, which the busty bar girl managed to write down after 5 inquiries. At that time, the slender lady still preferred the minimalist style of wording so popular nowadays in architecture and fine arts what do you want, what? I already found this to be extremely sympathetic, as I am a big fan of cognitive linguistics and clear interpersonal communication. After a few minutes of waiting, the tall girl at the counter threw the sandwiches in front of us with even less verbal presence, but with a more meaningful gesture. Then, of course, we also made a big mistake, as one member of our company dared to ask for ketchup to go with the sendo. At that point, the curvaceous bar girl disappeared for a long time, and we thought we would be without ketchup for good, but suddenly the bar girl with a bag full of cottage cheese appeared, accompanied by the ketchup and the phrase BUT IF YOU BREAK THE WALL, YOU SCRATCH IT OFF . I confess that I had previously only heard this phrase at Dadaist exhibition openings and in the cafeteria of auxiliary schools, and upon my unsuspecting counter question that for what purpose would anyone put ketchup instead of their sandwich on any superstructure accessory of the catering unit an endless word storm arose that was almost an artistic experience. Both the ever growing crescendo of the volume, the lively mixture of the Hungarian swear words, and the mischievous illustration of hysterical hyperventilation could have been a lasting experience individually, but together, in the performance of the fat bar girl...one 's words stand. After a long argument, it was finally revealed that someone from our company once hung out with someone who hung out with another person who once smeared the wall. Unfortunately, it was not revealed why the pufferfish built cello gare had to rant, squeal, squirm and beat itself to the ground with a club in any case, we all locked this phenomenon deep in our hearts as a folk art monodrama, as a Zen Buddhist koan. Therefore, those citizens who want a similar psychedelic experience should feel free to visit the aforementioned crime scene
Recently, 4 of my friends and I went down to eat hot sandwiches. Finding the 4 hot sandwiches was not an easy task either. I felt a bit like the girl at the counter was disinterested in taking the hot sandwich order. It 's a bit like he made me feel that he was doing me a favor, that he was worthy of taking the order, but in the end he succeeded with great difficulty. They also brought out the hot sandwiches, which they put in front of us quite phlegmatically. That 's when we made a big mistake : we asked for ketchup. After many minutes, the girl at the counter came to bring out the ketchup with reinforcements, which I already looked at suspiciously. B*ZMEG!.....YOU ARE GOING TO PAY....! :D We looked at him in a confused, even a bit stupid way, wondering what kind of scene this was...?.. Finally, one of us asked, I 'm sorry, but why would we smear the wall with ketchup??? or something like that... : How would it even get there? It is also interesting that he accused us of this and made fun of us, because it was quite an intellectual society. One of us is a teacher, the other a shipbuilder, but he was also a painter in the company. I would like to emphasize that he is not a muralist, and moreover, he avoids modern trends (as can be seen on the wall already at the beginning of the meal and abstract works. (he creates in realistic and romantic painting, and on canvas... The girl began a long monologue with increasing profanity, which she performed in an increasingly hysterical, frustrated and offensive manner. From the maunika show-like scene, it turned out that, according to him, he saw one of us who knows someone who knows him as an acquaintance of the perpetrator.......... We listened for a while, and then I stopped him for a moment: Wait! You come here now with the fact that someone smeared the wall who; It wasn 't him, it wasn 't him, it wasn 't him, and it wasn 't even me........ In fact, we have no idea who he 's talking about... So... And I showed him the direction the girl came from, hoping that he would go back to that. But no. He continued. From the outside, the scene looked like the artist was laughing with his mouth full, one of us was just eating quietly and listening, the teacher was just staring at him in amazement and waiting for it to be over, and I joined in into an argument, and I tried to convince him with arguments that if it wasn 't us anymore, then he should leave us alone, since we just want to eat. I think in the end it was the approach to the closing door that saved us, rather than any arguments or disapproving looks. It was an absurd experience If I were to write a novel one day, or make a series, or just a like-hunting video, I would definitely be involved. But I would need some more motivation for that. I recommend that anyone who wants to be inspired to visit here. To write my opinion, the words of Péter Szabó were the motivational training. I wouldn 't have written it myself, in fact I asked my other two friends not to write it. That 's enough anyway. The situation is that the bartender is having a really bad day and blames it on the guest, because he is human. But if someone gets stuck on this, then you have to see what you have to see.
Service: Dine in Meal type: Brunch Price per person: Ft 2,000–4,000 Food: 5 Service: 5 Atmosphere: 5 Recommended dishes: Presszó Kávé, Capuccino 650 Ft Helyben Fogyasztva 750 Ft Elviteles Pohárban, Sonkás Melegszendvics Parking space: Plenty of parking Parking options: Free parking lot
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