Taberna Praza do Peixe - Cedeira

A place with good product and good kitchen. tortilitas shrimps to mot, a rare avis in the kitchens of the area recommended. read more A place with good product and good kitchen. tortilitas shrimps to mot, a rare avis in the kitchens of the area recommended.

Quality. rape and waitress a love of girls read more Quality. rape and waitress a love of girls

Rich food, better desserts. terrace with heating. good attention. read more Rich food, better desserts. terrace with heating. good attention.

We were tempted to leave the restaurant, as it seemed a long wait for our food. People who had arrived after us, got their food. But, it was worth the wait. The... read more We were tempted to leave the restaurant, as it seemed a long wait for our food. People who had arrived after us, got their food. But, it was worth the wait. The best croquetas de bacalao we have eaten...ever. This was followed by a delicious and huge plate of chocos? with white rice (I couldn't finish).

The only reservation I could get was for 10pm. Which is usually way past a time I eat, but I accepted as I was excited to eat seafood in this pretty town. The w... read more The only reservation I could get was for 10pm. Which is usually way past a time I eat, but I accepted as I was excited to eat seafood in this pretty town. The waitress initially was firm but reasonable when I made the booking. I had counter offered to get takeaway, to which the ten o’clock table suddenly became an option. Anyway…. We came back before 10 to a pretty empty restaurant bar one couple still eating dessert. I asked with enthusiasm whether one of the other tables was ours. “No. You have that table when the couple leave.” At which point all the staff were huffing and puffing faced with serving my partner and me. They made us feel so unwelcome. They didn’t offer us a drink while we wait. Or make any effort to keep us happy while the clock ticked closer to 10pm. So we left. If I have to beg for a table at your restaurant you don’t deserve my money. The waitress ran after us down the street shouting … “are you coming back?” No thanks!