Wirtshaus Zur Kratzmühle - Kinding

On the occasion of a rainy meeting for a common grill we had reserved a table in the KLratzmühle. It is an old, quite attractive mill building with about 10 single tables. The host is Greek, the welcome accordingly friendly. In some spider nets there would be something to improve cleanliness. But who has lived an old house himself knows that the 6 cozy roommates feel comfortable there. The tables and the floor were clean. The menu is very clear for Greek conditions and has some typical Greek and German dishes. Prices are very moderate. The audience usually consists of the guests of the neighbouring campsite. We ate a grill plate and a Balkan carving. Both very well prepared and freshly prepared in the house. Tsaziki and herb salad made this particularly clear. Tomatoes should also have a positive effect on the Dutch audience, they tasted for tomatoes! The meat quality was spicy, the portions sufficient and not, as unfortunately often overloaded. A very positive visit that was not our last. The visit frequency is relatively high thanks to the campsite.

The kitchen is open only until 19:00 and the restaurant closes at 20:00. No pizza at the Italian because the pizza dough is out. In Italy, the life pulsates from 19:00 and here is the evening...is not a place for me...is stop Bayern there at 6:00 the pavements are folded up and the lights turned off.

We almost didn't go to the restaurant because of the bad reviews, but luckily we did. The staff is very friendly (also to us with two small children). We can't understand how other families had a problem here. There was an extra glass and extra plate for our little ones to drink and dinner. The pasta ports are huge, the food was very tasty and price/performance also great. We were absolutely satisfied.

Wir waren am Sonntag zum Mittagessen dort. Unsere Bestellung, Schnitzel, wurde mit den Worten "Wir haben kein Fleisch mehr" zunichtegemacht, sodass wir uns für Pizza entscheiden mussten. Die Pizzen waren in etwa 3 Minuten am Tisch, was mich schon sehr verwunderte. Der Teig war wie Gummi und ließ sich kaum schneiden, weshalb wir um die Rechnung baten. Der Kellner fragte, ob es uns nicht geschmeckt habe, was wir mit "Ja" beantworteten. Daraufhin wurde der Kellner frech und sagte, wir hätten hier Hausverbot. So eine Unverschämtheit habe ich in meinem ganzen Leben noch nicht erlebt. Wer will schon solche Discount-Pizzen essen?

We had asked twice that day if we could order a pizza in the evening and both times it was answered in the affirmative. When we stood in front of the door at 6:45 p.m. and wanted to order a pizza, we were told it was completely full and they didn't have any more capacity for an order. And that in a location where you can't just go out to eat again because you're on a campsite. We won't go there for pizza anymore. Service: Take out