The interior of the place is beautiful - stylish, cozy, tasteful.
The staff is great too. The place itself is a good place to drink a cup of coffee/lemonade/a cocktail, but definitely not an institution where you can have a good and tasty meal. To briefly unsubscribe food: Fatty, carbohydrate and simple. Fast food version of the kitchen.
We ordered 4 different items, and it so happened that they were all with bread.
I definitely would not have returned here for the second time in order to eat, rather for some kind of event, a coffee break.
Perhaps the guys do not set out to be gastronomic.
It's a pity that the food is definitely a minus so far.
Vintage comfort inscribed in the scope of Minsk, high ceilings, painted concrete walls and antique furniture. In the morning, breakfast in the form of a designer, in the evening a DJ bar with a basic concise menu. Water as a compliment, a waiter offers a stand for a bag, a lamp is placed on a table with a tablecloth. The kitchen is made of high-quality products, not the nearest crown. The atmosphere will appeal to those who have checked out Oh Beigne, but want something new and moving. The food is objectively good, the service is as friendly as possible, even if it is late. The waiter politely told about the breakfasts, poured water and was a bright addition to this place. Roast beef with bearnez sauce under a refreshing matcha tonic is my firm find. I recommend it and will come back)
The place was like a second home, it was not just once, everything was always fine and delicious, we had breakfast, celebrated a birthday, had dinner, tried all the menus and always fairly rewarded the waiters for their care, service, quality. But there's a flip side, decided once again to visit the "old friends" and enjoy favorite "Caesar" which is not Caesar, the parish met the girl, kindly showed us the available tables, decided to settle down on the terrace at the wall, the menu served at once is studied, much "happy" garden table and chairs tightly up against the wall, to the wall, they moved because sitting at that table = emotional swings had not to touch whatever it is he's broke, later came a young man took our order, brought on the basis of the water RAF coffee, another moment brought our salads, the habit of attacking the local masterpiece, the first thing to notice is soft, super cold tomatoes feels very icy or remaining blank lunch chicken at first glance, as always, but later came to the conclusion that it is too dry, the sauce was surprised but nice, we know that such anchovy, know his taste and the specifics, know the taste of your salad and how to actually served this dish, but why did he smell of anchovies for the answer, we decided to turn to the waiter, waited for him on the terrace, did not wait and went into the hall, the guests are, no caught the waiters in the passage of the kitchen, studied graphic or other notes, are not as death stood behind waited when I will notice turned to the girl said that with our salad what the trouble is he stinks of fish, made the likelihood of anchovies, but still cannot be sure, we went to the table as we walked to my girl, poured the water from above the posted cooler air conditioning which notably poured mobile device and filled 1/3 with water.
That was the end of the foreplay.
After listening, the girl takes the untouched salad, takes it to the kitchen for collective sniffing, the guy returns hugging the plate (literally) I even observe the fingers in the guest area.
the answer killed.
The salad is good, we collectively decided that it is not possible to remove it from the account, we can give you a 15 percent discount. The answers to all objections were as follows, he should be like that, he always was like that, nothing was changed in the TC.
They asked for an invoice, there is no discount in the invoice, to the question where the promised discount is, the base arrived for a dubious product.
We conferred again, there is no way to give a discount, we were notified of the upcoming review and said OK.
Literally, the dialogue cannot convey real emotions in words, conflicts are a very subtle matter, but just like that, to chop off your truths from the master's shoulder, convince the guests who ate this salad more than the staff themselves, this is a tower, promise a discount and turn on the back, wow, instead of entering the position, just use denial, why should I leave with a feeling of disappointment, we always supported your establishment, but this is the finish line, people did not come to you for herring on a loaf, but for service, but now it looks like roasting.
Good luck, not until the meeting.