Rheingauer Hof Inh. Zoran Golubovic

After a business appointment in Eltville we ran through the picturesque city centre in the evening, which has a huge parking problem. Accordingly, rigorous monitoring of resting traffic is also there, when checking into the hotel I had caught a ticket after five minutes, from which I still do not know what. Motorized travellers, therefore, I can only advise from a visit to this city in general. On our tour we had seen some restaurants, but almost all of them had their rest day on Monday. Then the illuminated Rheingauer Hof came out positively, and after a short examination of the suspended menu we went in. A young man received us and instructed us a table at the window, shortly after that came a black-dressed service that turned out to be the boss of the house, and handed us the menus. The offer is a colourful mix of Balkan cuisine, German and international cuisine, garnished with some aisatic dishes from the wok. An extract from the menu can be found here: [here link] Due to this very wide range of offers and the places of some interesting compilations, it meant for me “no experiments”, I chose “Rumpsteak with pepper sauce, French fries and salad” (16.50 € , where I expressly called the degree of cooking “medium”. The one colleague ordered “Fresh Dorade from the oven with vegetables-Cous-cous” (13.90 €), the other had to discuss something with the restaurant manager due to food intolerance. For example, she inquired about the components of the Mediterranean kiln vegetables and received the information that among other things zucchini and eggplants were contained. The colleague deceived the face and asked if she could get the vegetables without eggplants. The answer was no, the vegetables were ready and you could not look out the eggplants, a clear indication that this is done with convenience products. Finally, she ordered a “Ofenkartoffel with chicken breast stripes” (€8.90 and a white wine choir (€0.2l for €2.80). We two others agreed to order an open red wine, which I unfortunately did not notice (0.2l for €3.50 . The drinks were served quickly, the red wine proved to be well-tempered and tasty. A little later, the mixed salad belonging to my food was brought, which consisted essentially of different leaf salads and halved cocktail tomatoes, as dressing a vinaigrette, in which I would like to touch the decision myself or make finished product. Otherwise, the salad was good, though nothing special. I had hardly eaten the salad when the main dishes were served. On my plate I found a quite remarkable piece of meat that had been poured over with a brown sauce, and a not less remarkable bunch of fries. They were good, but not as good as I got them in different places. Compared to this, the meat was very good in quality, but had just missed the desired degree of cooking: instead of “medium” it was probably more “medium-well”, because even though it had a (bubble pink core, there was no drop of meat juice at the interface. The pepper sauce was prepared with coarsely crushed black pepper, as often found elsewhere, with green pepper. Well, green pepper was not specified in the map, so the sauce was also tasteful, okay. The plates of my colleagues also looked good, and after their comments they were very satisfied. However, when paying, the fun stopped: “Everything together?” the host asked, but we denied unisono, because we needed a proof of the travel cost bill. She then came to the table with the evidence for all three foods and said we had to figure this out, her cash is not so modern that she could. “No problem,” I said, “then they write receipts by hand and put their stamp on them.” “I don’t have a stamp,” was the vicious answer, and so it was finished with the subject. Thus, the statutoryly securitised claim for a single invoice for each guest was undermined.