The Club in Unterschleißheim

I visited your restaurant on Saturday, December 6th, around 5:30 p.m. with a group of nine people. I ordered a portion of seafood with curry sauce and placed it on the grill counter. After everyone in my group had received their food, I was still waiting in vain. I went back to the counter and said that this was my plate and asked for it to be prepared. After another 30 minutes, I reminded them again because I was very hungry. I noticed that the young Asian employee, dressed in black, was muttering something to himself—but not in German. After another 30 minutes, I again urgently asked for my plate to finally be prepared, as I had now been waiting for two hours. The employee muttered something unintelligible again. When I went back to the counter later, my plate was gone. I thought it was ready and waited at the table. Around 9:00 p.m., I finally asked where my food was, and I was told to get another plate. I didn't receive my food until around 9:30 p.m. – by which time everyone in my group had long since finished eating and was just chatting, while I was only just starting. Since it was a relaxed end-of-year gathering, I tried to chalk it up to a misunderstanding, perhaps because my plate had been accidentally given to someone else. However, I increasingly got the impression that the Asian employee at the grill station became annoyed after my repeated reminders (I hadn't eaten all day and was very hungry), insulted me, and simply threw my plate away. In short: Before going to a buffet, you should probably eat something beforehand – otherwise, something like what happened to me might happen: If you ask too often, you end up with nothing at all.

The worst food I have ever eaten in my life, disgustingly tasteless, tasted like cheap oil, and way too much oil. I'm surprised the health department hasn't shut the place down yet. I've also reported it to the health department. Better to throw your money away than order from there. ---10. Never again

Okay. The parking lot upstairs is pretty full and cramped. Better to park downstairs if possible.

The disabled parking space was occupied by young people, and despite photographic documentation, no action could be taken, according to the staff. Around 9:00 PM, there was hardly any space on the ground floor, yet access to the first floor was completely blocked. I asked the employee to open it and was rebuffed, partly in a very unpleasant manner. This is my personal opinion and experience, and I will keep the photo in case Google sends me something I need to present as evidence.