"If a family has been leading an Italian Sicilian restaurant for 40 years without interruption in a German city, you can talk about a tradition of Italian Sicilians. Forty years at the same location, vis a vis of the Wuppertal swimming pool and not even an ideal location, about 1.5 kilometres from the city. We haven't been here for a long time, of course it's not 40 years ago, but two or three years. We entered. Just like before, always full. The atmosphere has changed to the advantage. No more South-European tourists Kitsch, more puristic and therefore contemporary. A friendly restaurant chef greeted us. That he wore a very chic short black pants (until the knee, surprised us first, but didn't bother us. His figure allowed to wear this designer piece in the German summer. He accompanied us to our nice 2 he table in a side room of the restaurant 's. They used to say Separee. In the Separee there were two more table, plus and above all more to the guests there later. The table was nicely covered, including flowers and an LED light cube. Just taken place a pretty, black-haired female operation appeared and handed us the cards. The offer made a careful impression. Of course, pasta, also pizzas, but also various beef fillets and something from the sea. There is also a daily map. The description of the dishes went beyond the standard Italian Sicilians. Everything seemed very creative. Either the Ragazzi in the kitchen understood their craft or they could sell themselves well. We ordered the drinks that were served immediately. In the meantime we had made our choice. Two times the Antipasto Taormina (12, Euro a Person , Filetto de Manzo (Rinderfilet mit Stein Pilz, 29, Euro und die Gamberoni a la Taormina (Riesengarnelen mit Parmaschinken, 26, Euro). While we felt a bit loud when entering the restaurant, it was in the Separee (but much quieter). The pretty blacks appeared quickly back at the table and served black olives with a chillie pod and some bread. In fact, only ETWAS bread. If you cut a small slice of light bread into four parts, then the ETWAS gives bread. That didn't bother me. Olives are not my case, but will be consumed by Hasimausi. And pure bread without a dip, no thanks. My view migrated to the two neighboring tables. Vatter, mother, plus son shortly before the end of primary school, plus publishing daughter of the type uh datt is here the pure etching bored age . Hasimausi cried to me to say nothing now. I also couldn't want it, but the black-haired beauty served the appetizers. First impression: WAU! No it was not a mass that was served but a presentation that was amazed. In the kitchen a foodstylist had to be active. The salami slices were draped to roses, as were the ham from parma. The buffalo mozarella balls rested in a bed of basil leaves. In addition, Bruschetta is covered with inlaid paprika and mushrooms, which were more reminiscent of tarts. It was noticeable that the bread had a much better quality than the previously served bread to the olives. What the optics of this antipasto promised then also created a lot of fun in the mouth. My dear Italian Sicilian, for that a thick compliment. Antipasto can throw on the plate many. This was clearly different. A very good quality of products, beautifully presented. We were completely satisfied with the appetizers, just as with the very attentive service. Always present, always immediately a reaction to empty glasses and in between 2 or 3 times the demand whether everything is okay. Now in the run-up to the main courts I had some time to take care of the neighboring table (with eyes and ears). And O miracles, Hasimausi did not speak out of her discontent. She was also surprised at the behavior of the (Great family at the side table. A lot of people remember the TV family Flodder. The pupil got on his smartphone with his left hand while he tried to interrogate spaghetti in his mouth with his right hand. Various attempts were repeated. After all, he used a fork. All this was crowned by the fact that cell phones sounded audible to us. Eben Video Games live and in color. The continuously bored daughter kept her head deeper and deeper into the deep pasta plate to put the spaghetti in the mouth with a spoon. She cried to her brother several times: You are annoying. All this didn't bother the mother, who also combined cell phones with the devour of her food. I didn't know this circus number yet. Eating at the same time and operating the phone is artistic. Only Vatter grabbed the phone in between. No one was noticeable yet at the table of (Great family words like DANKE compared to the service and at every beverage order the formulation ICH WILL was applied instead of ICH MÖCHTE. But you can blame such children. No, because the parents consistently pretend to behave in a restaurant. Behavior Conformity, thanks to heaven, fillet and shrimps were served. The daily supplements of both dishes consisted of a very fresh salad, with well-coordinated Mediterranean vegetables. The fillet was of excellent meat quality and was served on the point as ordered medium well. The garlic mushroom sauce was guaranteed to come from no bag. She was freshly prepared, a pleasure. My view wandered on the plate of Hasimausi. Four woundable large giant panels, half opened, ready to eat. Where the shrimps could only be seen, they were wrapped with parma ham. So almost Surf Turf in the Sicilian version. By Hasimausi an unrestricted praise. In other words, class. Dessert? Well, Dolci from the country that had to experience 64 governments since the end of World War II in 72 years has never been my case, just too sweet to me. And that's where my suggestion is to improve the Ristorante Taormina. Why is there no cheese dessert listed on the map? Formaggio from Berlusconi, Fiat Ferrari and Eros with Ramazotti is a top class, especially since the buffalo mozarella on the appetizer already convinced. Well, I could have asked for the Formaggio, but I didn't. Instead, we restricted ourselves to Grappa Espresso. What else was noticed: On the map of the Ristorante Taormina the ignorant guest is explained exactly what the different cooking levels for steaks (Rare, Medium Rare, Medium, Medium Well and Well Done mean. Certainly there are still eaters who don't know that exactly. What we found very funny, however, was the explanation for Well Done: WELL DONE is completely fried. You have ruined a piece of nature, but if you want it so, order it calmly. The service acts friendly, flott and was always present. 5 stars. If we were still convinced with a cheese plate at the end, the 5 stars would be inconceivable. But so completely convinced 4.5 stars. Without tadel cleanliness, please 5 stars. The ambience is simple, but as good as possible. For 3.5 stars. And what is served on the plate is worth the money without restriction. Therefore for price/performance 5 stars. We particularly liked that the restaurant does not promise any culinary (health services, but rather appeals to the guest in the card rather in the ground and honest manner. grazia tante. p. 1. The rest of the audience was completely fine and far away from the Flodder family, who had probably lost himself here. I think it was the exception here. ps 2. The two deposited images for the Ristorante Taormina here at GastroGuide seem to be ancient and do not reflect what was served us."
Berta
