Mamma Rosa - Wunsiedel

We arrived shortly before Sunday and the terrace was still full. we asked if we can still eat and a table are offered. when the waiter came and we wanted to order, he said: only pizza or pasta kitchen has gone....So we ordered spaghetti bolognese and pizza hawai. to tell them the truth came the worst spaghetti I had lived in my life. not al-dente at all, no meat in the tomato sauce and the pizza that my daughter can make better. Pity!

We visited mamma pink on a warm Sunday evening in juli it took age until the owner asks us if we wanted drinks. we ordered a pizza margherita, gnocci with pesto and pasta with mushrooms in a creamy sauce. The...pizza was in order what could be expected in this small village, km north of regensburg. the gnocci and the pasta with mushrooms were however the worst we ever tasted. that never tastes. no love, no oomphe, nothing. and make it even worse, i.e. inacceptabel: the owner worked his terrace with a burning zigarette in his hand mouth. for us: never again.

We were welcome as soon as we got in. strong generous portions well cooked eating, we had carving, pizza ans pasta. very good value for money, only for people, including drinks.

We arrived shortly before on Sunday and the terrace was still full. We asked whether we still can have lunch and were offered a table. When the waiter came and we wanted to order, he said: Only Pizza or Pasta kitchen has left....So we ordered Spaghetti Bolognese and Pizza Hawai. To tell you the truth the worst Spaghetti I had in my life arrived. Not aldente at all, no meat in the tomato sauce and the pizza my daughter can do better. What a shame

We visited mamma pink on a warm Sunday evening on June 30, 2017. it took forever until the owner asked us if we wanted to drink. we ordered a pizza margherita, gnocci with pesto and pasta with champignons in a creamy sauce. the pizza was in order, exactly what one expects in this small village 170 km north of regensburg. the gnocci and the pasta with mushrooms were however the worst we have ever eaten. no taste whatever. no hauch of love, no pep, nothing. and to everything so unacceptable: the owner edits his terrace with a burning zigarette in the hand / in mouth. for us: never again.