Wuppertal

Wuppertal, una ciudad montañosa en Alemania conocida por su monorraíl suspendido, ofrece platos tradicionales como el "Bergische Kaffeetafel" que incluye pan de centeno, carnes ahumadas y pasteles dulces.

Al Howara

Al Howara

Bembergstrasse 20, Wuppertal I-42103, Deutschland, Germany

Tapas • Libanesisch • Mediterrane • Orientalisch


"Sometimes one wonders why there are restaurants that you visit again and again, although you already know their one or other small weaknesses due to multiple experiences. To Al Howara in Wuppertal, we are always moving back because we like Arabic cuisine in the meantime and the other two Arab restaurants the Mamounia has opened again in the city not to reach the quality of Al Howara. In addition, we are not pea counters looking for deficits and complaining immediately of every smallest deficiency. The overall impression is decisive. To the small weaknesses later more. The restaurant is located on the outskirts of the city, minutes from the Wuppertal Hbf. About 10 years ago at the present site in a former textile factory, the house has certainly already been on the hump for a good 100 years. In front of the cellar windows flows directly the Wupper, a river in which salmon and trout now feel very well. Maybe in 10 or more years you can just leave the fishing out of the cellar window. When you enter the Al Howara, you are in another very oriental world. The restaurant is maurically furnished oriental and decorated accordingly. Even the window borders have an adapted design. If you look through the windows first visitors are mostly surprised to see and hear the Wuppertaler Schwebebahn, which passes directly past the windows. However, after 10 years, one or the other in the Al Howara should be reworked or renovated. With a few space dividers and a different floor covering, you could definitely reduce the noise level with full load, because it is already limit value. This should not be understood as a criticism, only as a suggestion. We were kindly greeted by a young lady, the reserved table was located near a window nice and welcoming. The lady immediately took the cards and asked if we already had drinks wishes or would like to decide what to eat. Now we had drinks. My lady once again ordered a Lebanese white wine, although he actually always has too much acidity after her statement. Although wine is cultivated in Morocco, Tunisia, Egypt and also in Lebanon, there are no high-quality wines except for a few exceptions, but as table wines are as good as possible. Allah already knows why he actually opposes the consumption of alcohol and therefore does not give the believers the best wine. I restricted myself to a beer from German lands, although good beer is brewed in the Middle East and North Africa. However, many breweries have been purchased there by an unknown brewery from the Netherlands. Let's hope the Heinecken doesn't paint the beer orange at some point. Well, the wine was served and Hasimausi does not charge the high acidity. I was amazed. My beer was tapped oriental. Because we knew the card, we didn't need to think about it for a long time. We ordered 20, Euro the 15 small plates with cold and warm appetizers. Anyone who wants to enjoy Arabic food should always order a selection of the numerous appetizers Mezze. It is not possible to make a mistake in principle. As main dishes, we chose a lamb-back fillet for my lady just under 17, Euro and for me lamb lamb lamb chop poultry for just under 19, Euro. The friendly Fatima name explicitly changed the order and meant we had chosen the right one. The restaurant increasingly filled, as almost always when we have eaten here. Fatima was back at about 15!! It is common that the announcement takes place on each set plate, which is just served. These announcements are available in every Arab restaurant whether in Allemagne or 3,000 to 3,500 kilometers southeast of here. Now I would like to admit that at an advanced age, you can hardly notice more than 7 or 8 contents of the plates. Here, however, try: roasted cheese, eggplant puree, cucumbers with a lot of yoghurt, dough bags filled with lamb, wine leaves filled with cheese cream, various fish pastes, lamb chops, prawns in olive oil, etc. A lot of warm fladen bread. Olive oil is generously used in the appetizers. Garlic once more less. To admire Hasimausi I checked the 15 appetizers very carefully. Known people had told us that recently in Al Howara the appetizers would be served less fish and hard meat. If a restaurant does this and the green area goes up, it can only have two reasons. Either you reduce the proportions of fish and meat to save in shopping, because, as is well known, the purchase of goods for green food is much cheaper or you follow the current vegetarian and even worse the vegan trend wave, which is completely flooded in Germany. There is nothing to say about this, as long as this wave does not reach me and meets me. When looking closely, it did not reveal what I feared. The proportion of meaty and fishy products was still good 50%. So the Al Howara was not on the way to the Veggie restaurant. For Allah a very warm thank you Shukran . We were once again very satisfied with the appetizers and praised the next time only to order the smaller variant 10 small plates. It'll probably be back on this line. Fatima carefully asked if she should wait a little while serving the main dishes. Thankfully we said yes and Hasimausi ordered a Lebanese white wine. You know, he's supposed to have so much acidity. My recommendation that the lamb would be more suitable was ignored. As desired, a colleague from Fatima served the main dishes somewhat later, on the rustic, colourful ceramic plates used in Arabic countries. The lamb fillet intended for Hasimausi made not only visually a good impression. My lady expressly confirmed the pink quality and that the meat is very tender. The salad looked just as sweet, but the volume of Basmati rice appeared to me somewhat oversized. Who needs so much scented rice? The chilisauce served at my lady for a short time had you to answer yourself. My spontaneous advice to fight the chili breathlessness with acidic wine from Lebanon has triggered a toxic look. Also on my plate there were plenty of Basmati rice served. My little lamb fillet, the lamb meat and the chicken meat all without a tadel. Almost perfectly prepared, a really good meat quality. A rather inconspicuous salad. But the yoghurt garlic sauce to meat, spicy, delicious, great. High level of satisfaction, with a restriction. As already experienced in the past, the dishes in the Al Howara kitchen should be arranged with a little more care. The eye is known to eat. That's why, of course, you don't have to hire a foodstuff list, but make a little more careful the plates, would be good for the Al Howara. Mrs Fatima served and asked for our dessert wishes. I'm sorry, but after the appetizers and the main dishes that are not as economical, we wanted to confine ourselves to Arabic coffee with a digestif. Unfortunately, as in almost all Arab restaurants in Germany, the map does not offer any spirits from Arab countries, although there is one or other good product, such as Boukha. A fig fire from North Africa, which can withstand quite good German fruit fires. Or alternatively and especially suitable for the women's world, the Thibarine, a tasty liqueur from Datteln, where even Udo Lindenberg Likörchen Udo would have his joy. For 20, or 30, Euros per bottle depending on the quality, you can order these Arab digestif gastric lubricants online without any problems. Why they are offered in Arabic restaurants in Germany almost nowhere is a mystery. The ambience of Arabic! The food Arabic! But at the digestif the guest is to drink a grappa or Ramazotti from Italy? Or even worse, an ouzo from the EU subsidised Greece? Or much worse, a hunter brew! Conclusion: We were satisfied. In the past, the service sometimes acts a little organized and sometimes a bit rustic. That was not the case today, on the contrary. Attention, flutter, friendly and always an eye for empty plates and empty glasses. That's about 4.5 stars. The food has earned 4 stars, with optical improvements certainly next 4.5 stars. We value the ambience with 3.5 stars, as it would have to be refurbished one or the other, and you should also work on the sound level. Nevertheless, the overall impression deserves 4 stars. Shukran!"

Bahnhof Burgholz

Bahnhof Burgholz

Zur Kaisereiche 23, 42349 Wuppertal, Nordrhein-Westfalen, Germany

Käse • Suppe • Pasta • Kaffee


"A railway was built here in 1891. From the valley of the Wupper, up to the Wupperberge at 325 meters high, to Cronenberg. On the one-lane track, until 1988, old cars were driving, which were particularly shimmering in the curves and reminiscent of the same-named dance (Samba). Therefore, the name Sambatrasse . Then the Deutsche Bahn stopped the route. Until it was opened again in 2007 as a hiking trail and cycle path. Fully 10 kilometres long, in parts led by forests (State Forest Burgholz, low slopes. That one should stay in the fresh air much and often in the spring, nothing speaks about it. A lot of fresh air can be breathed, for example, lying on the terrace or sitting in the beer garden, which I favor both. Now in my environment there are well-known people who believe that this fresh air supply has to be evolved. Hiking means for me freely translated, an elaborate and especially painful form of movement. Friends had spoken to us to hike again on the Sambatrasse. Even the word hiking triggers an intense inner defense. First, I managed to convince the circle of people not to run the entire route (10 km, but about half. And of course not up, but down the valley. So I had already decided the first hurdle for me to reduce the planned hike to a pleasant walk. Hasimausi once again calls me lazy. Now I can live with it, especially when you have successfully negotiated the short distance and still in the valley. The fact that we have to interrupt such violent marches in a gastronomic way is a matter of course. Thus we finally reached the station Burgholz at a decent 18 degrees and a sun cloud mix. There's no train left for 28 years in the middle of the forest. Quiet and good air without end, cars bad ad! Where the name railway station is very generous. Rather, it is a log cabin that is lonely in the middle of the forest. The ambience reminds of a mountain hut, in the Black Forest or in other forests. The facility is rustic. The red white plaid tablecloths and the chimney oven could also originate from the Musikantenstadl. Since last year there has even been cultivation, with an additional space. All of God is thanks to Hans Hinterseer's musical sprout or any Alpine sprouts from Kastelruth, which are often used in such gastronomic plants. Since the weather was quite neat, we placed outside the beer garden. This is where Bavaria feels very close. A sturdy brewery seating, you get together. With beer garden permanent seats, Dackel and Golden Retriever Mistresses, Extreme hikers, Walker with ski poles (For what do you need the 70-year-olds who were fully trained and supported by Power cyclists and E Bike? The audience is colorful, talky, nice, shared and thirsty. I guess there's a lot of people coming to dinner. Rather, this is paused and then neatly consumed food and drink. Also a beer garden and far away from Aunt Elfriedes Sundays excursion restaurant. Traditional and rustic does not necessarily mean antique. The gastronomic offer fits the ambience. For more or less 5, euros there are sausages, liver cheese, pancakes or herring tip. Anyone who invests a little more pays round 10, euros for pasta dishes and various carvings. If you are hungry, you can order a 300 gram hip steak for just 15, the grill plate or for just 16.90 euros. Not so suitable for an alpine hut are the various pizzas you can find on a pizza card. But obviously there are also grateful guests here in the forest. Fresh Jever or Hofbräuhaus beer. And, of course, for the friends of the wooden brewing culture, Sünner Kölsch and/or early Kölsch. The latter (Früh Kölsch, as is well known, is currently advertising on the occasion of the 2016 World Cup in France with the creative saying: Frank, the Kölsch is rich in me. Since we have not beaten up here for the first time, I have always been completely relaxed from the 1/2 hour march from the district Küllenhahn we knew the offer. We first ordered a wheat for Hasimausi and a crumb for me. The rest of our group are similar drinks. The generous omission of soft drinks such as water, cola etc. was uniform. For Hasimausi a pasta with ham and for me the classic: liver cheese with fried egg and roast potatoes. Our friends ordered similar, from carving to pizza. It should be noted to the service that the always acting boss always has everything in sight and a good saying on his lips for every guest. Unfortunately, his beer garden waiter is not so flotted. But this does not seem to interfere with the many regulars. The strength lies in peace. Anyone who thinks that the beer garden service should be pushed has already played. You go to the Almhütte to the counter and get your beer there. This too is normal, no one complains. And if, then with a humorous puzzlingness like, for example, did you still patch your pants while walking? Meanwhile, the sun had displaced most clouds, the time was going on in flight, with merchandise and conversations. The hiking breaks meal was served. Both simply but properly arranged. There's no food waiting here, here's eaten what comes on the table. Even the ham was completely fine. Nobody expects ham from Parma here. My food also filled what I expected. Craftyly clean prepared roast potatoes, chess and tasty. A good piece of liver cheese, a mirror egg, ready! And then? Now the way down to the valley is much longer than the way out. You have to expect a good 45 minutes. My friends, and especially the gentlemen present, still moved to a bit to dwell here. The crumb was fresh and the one or the other still needed for the return the strengthening in the form of fruit water. If, of course, our very dear ladies had always listened to their wishes and did not react to the way home, we would certainly have remained something, because the summer time, as we know, gives us enough brightness until good 22:00. Well, we went home. Many of the Trassen users often experience a real speciality on the way back or back. You often meet one or more tigers, no joke! These are neither stuffed nor no plush animals. It is indeed Siberian tigers! How do you do? Now run over the Sambat breed, with a high probability you will meet tigers. Conclusion: When fresh air refuels? Then pause for a beer with a proper housewife food? Perfectionism is not expected here, it is not promised here either. The food deserves good 3 stars. Taking into account the locality and price position, certainly a little more. The chief's service is almost perfect. Always present, always friendly, always attentive and equipped with the long-term memory that you find almost only with hosts. At some point you were there, coming months later, and the host still knows exactly the drinks wishes wonderful! His beer garden beer servinger still has reserves in this area. To the ambience. Just a simple but nice log cabin. In addition, a beer garden, as you find it so often south of the white sausage stall. Unfortunately here in the Rhineland more rare or if more artificial. Here it is still original and not styled rustic."

Ouzeria Nostos, Ehem. Caffèe Mocca

Ouzeria Nostos, Ehem. Caffèe Mocca

Friedrich-Ebert-Straße 33, 42103 Wuppertal, Germany

Tapas • Suppe • Salat • Griechisch


"Wir waren am Samstag, 20.01.24 zum ersten Mal in diesem Restaurant, eine Freundin hatte einen Tisch dort reserviert. Der war ok, unser Hund und wir 3 hatten genug Platz. Da meine Frau glutenfrei isst, stellten wir der Bedienung die Frage, ob es möglich sei, für sie statt Brot Gurkenscheiben zu den angebotenen Dipps zu bekommen. Da müsse sie den Chef fragen, war die Antwort. Dieser kam etwas später an den Tisch und wir kamen gar nicht dazu, die Frage zu Ende zu stellen, da brachen aus ihm mindestens 5 Neins heraus, da ging gar nicht, ein Koch zu wenig, keine Zeit, usw. Sein Ton war sowas von aggro, wäre es keine Einladung unsererseits gewesen, hätten wir sicherlich die Örtlichkeit in diesem Moment wieder verlassen. Somit haben wir alle keine Dipps bestellt, da dieser Mensch so flexibel war, wie eine Bahnschranke, wie gesagt, der Inhaber persönlich. Der Hammer war dann allerdings, dass 30 Minuten später am Tisch hinter uns Gurkenscheiben serviert wurden, wie kommst Du Dir da vor? Ich hatte mein Wasserglas, die Wasserflasche und mein Bierglas auf die Getränkekarte gestellt, da kam der Herr dann während des Essens, fummelte vor meinem Gesicht rum, um die Karte zu befreien und auf die andere Seite des Tisches, am Gang, zu platzieren. Wir höflich von ihm und wie wichtig ihm seine Karten sind. Beim Bezahlen bemerkte er dann, dass das mit Karte nur vorne an der Theke bei ihm gehe. Dort angekommen war ich doch sehr erstaunt, dass es sich um ein Kartengerät handelt, was auch mit an den Tisch genommen werden kann. Er musste so den Weg nicht zweimal machen. Wie traurig, wenn sich ein Inhaber so benimmt. Wir waren hier das erste und das letzte Mal, so möchten wir uns nicht behandeln lassen. Ebenso war eine Unterhaltung aufgrund der Lautstärke nur sehr schwer möglich. Augen auf bei der Restaurantwahl in Innenstädten"

Mediterran

Mediterran

Friedrich-Ebert-Str. 41, Wuppertal I-42103, Deutschland, Germany

Europäisch • Mexikanisch • Mediterrane • Mittagessen


"Restaurant Mediterran, Wuppertal “Now is the light in the rise, It goes into the new year. Don’t let your mute, It doesn’t stay as it was.” (Friedrich Rückert, 1788 1866) Well, so let’s do it differently. No New Year's Eve in the traditional home, but together with friends and their friends in a restaurant. Wuppertal, 31. 12 2013. 19:00, meeting in the restaurant Mediterran, Friedrich Ebert street 41. 18:50. Carlo Attraversanando and Zerberuz: “Where is the entrance here?” The “Mediterran” is hidden and closed. It is true that one can look into the interior from outside, but how will one experience from looking? Finally, we want to eat there with eight other people. The view from the outside to the inside meets no known faces. Rescue! Trial and Error. Try the wrong door. God protect the smokers! A guest who has fallen victim to tobacco consumption emerges and shows us the way. The first impression: narrow, narrow, improbably narrow, celestial... it's narrow here. Immediately greeting by a nice lady from the service we happen to know from another restaurant. Still tight. The room, more or less a hose, to group a middle gear as loggias camouflaged guest supply cells with bar separation. The ambience is enough for an inattentive, hungry guest who needs to eat quickly. Very little atmosphere. Still, you try. The tables are all attractively covered. The group concerned us is accommodated at a long table on the front side of the room, right from the entrance. After some of the guests are intruded, it looks like Christmas or New Year at Aunt “Trutchen”. Close, tight, tight. But you like yourself and it's very cozy. The crowd of guests arrives with delay. The nice sympathetic lady of the service is replaced by a man who sends tendencies of circus signals. The style is changing: “We know each other, so quickly. Name your wishes!” This is a clear nuance too loud and too distant to me. They only relate to drinks: water, wine, sherry, prosecco. I'm threatening road traffic regulations, so just water! The New Year's menu in 5 courses! The service is not to envy. The restaurant is crowded. 3 service personnel can handle everything, two women and one man. For example, at our table it is not possible to reach every guest. The panne forms the start. The “Bruschetta” with Peccorino and truffle Ravioli in sage butter on Carpaccio are on the table even before the obligatory bread with three painting variants. Mostly the Bruschetta irritates me. She's baked with cheese, so hot!! No sense of taste! Carpaccio of what? There's so little puffed vegetables around? Carpaccio? Slightly sleep, follow bread and spread. Yeah, what are you doing now? I'm sorry. No! No overcoming! I don't like these paint mixtures anyway. „Entenbrust auf Rosenkohl in Pistazien Rahm“, all quite tasty, but my duck breast slices are already fully cooked, Zerberuz can still see a pink inside the meat. It follows: “Seezunge’Involtini” with royal crab in white wine sauce on Beluga lenses” “Pfeffermeat from the calfsal tip on fruity vegetables and vanilla tomatoes, with butter twistingen”. ‘Dessert Mix >Mediterran ≤’ The dishes are easy to judge. They are neatly prepared, here and there a small flaw, in focus, the local flock has offered more interesting and better food since the beginning of the Christmas holidays. This menu can be eaten very well, but it does not prepare any pleasure. Cost point, including drinks: €74.86 per person. Prosit New Year! The old year slips into the garbage can with the leftovers! Right. At the subsequent private meeting before midnight there was a vegetable soup based on a Consommé in private rooms. Delicious! That's what I'm thinking. Conclusion: In this way one in the city center of Elberfeld gets hungry, so if you just want to get tired. I believe that the “Mediterran” has a chance to create a satisfied guest. But I also do not want to mention that apart from me and Zerberuz everyone was quite satisfied. The Mediterranean lands on the medium scale on the performance scale of Wuppertal restaurants that I have experienced. I arrange the kitchen between three and four stars, at the service I tend to a similar rating, for the ambience I forgive two and for the price performance ratio four points, as the drinks are cheap. “The time is ruined. The spider spins in secret tissues. When a year begins tonight, a new life begins!” (Joachim Ringelnatz, 1883 1934)"