La Piazzetta - Backnang

The house is always noticed when you drive through Backnang. After the railway bridge, a central entrance road divides itself just before the new building ensemble in which this “Bistrorante Pizzeria” is housed. After visiting well-known good houses, we were once again at some risk. Anyone who takes Google reviews for cash coin should also have a certain risk joy. So we didn't pack up enough another certain residual risk with the mother-in-law. Fun aside, with it you can definitely look at the Gass’ and yourself. After a visit to the Schwiegeropa in the nursing home, we drove the Piazzetta. It is located on the city side very nice at the friendly Adenauerplatz. Parking is located directly opposite a car park. I left the two ladies my favorite gentress was also out in the square and steered the carle in’s car park. The girls sat already when I entered the very nice and pleasantly furnished but not exactly grading bistrorant. A small front space was flanked by a table and a stairway to the sanitary area. Straight ahead, two or three steps went up to further tables and the “low-down” counter. “Slow down” because it ultimately was at the entrance level. At least behind them. The “Tischlein deck you” which the ladies looked out stood beautifully in the glazed corner of the upper area and one could well observe the driving on the square and the multi-used intersection. I could also observe that the cards were already on the table and the two did not make any institutions to look in. But then I was interested, and I just grabbed it. The cards were probably put on the table by the host on arrival. Probably to find out the desired food and drinks. My idea was then followed at the table. Oh, hop, just pasta and pizza? Of course not! Many different drinks were also listed. Feeling they made 3⁄4 of the card. To me, the main thrust of the tenant's business idea weakened and I internally deprived my expectations regarding food to a different degree. Then there appeared chief. A very friendly and sympathetic appearance with deep udn pleasantly reserved voice. The Italian origin of the chief was not to deny and was almost tangible. He picked up the drinks and was not overwhelmed when my heartmate ordered her colaschorle again. Another juice choir and a large cola all found 0.4l to 2.80 with a bottle of mineral water 0.7l to 4. Together, it was supposed to be an insalata della Casa 9 as an appetizer, which also came after a reasonable time and made visually a good figure yet quantitative at the retrieved price of one or other gorges to be heard. Supermarket cigarettes tasted him as a topping. Among them were fresh mushrooms, cucumbers and the like. But the main component was Eissalat. And that at this season. The disappointed one more time. However, he was pretty good and tasty with the help of white balsamico. But why Eissalat? The business idea was again della Casa! . Eissalat is easy and warm long lasting. For a leaf salad. Pretty bad. It's right for the retrieved price. Despite the shrimps. Thus, we split the salad on three extra dishes, and only spiced on some points according to personal preferences with a reordered meager. The empty plastered salad plates were seen and picked up. Then it took. Someday it smelled. And this smell carried two messages to the table. The first thing was: now the pizzas were finally in the oven. The second message smelled like, there was some liquid running from pizza to pizza. Sometime before we forgot what we had ordered, the dishes came to the table. At the same time as it is probably possible with a single-person service in a personal union with the kitchen brigade. My wife Combinazione al forno 7. , an overcrowded noodle-threesome, came to her. Although the tomato sauce was a little low-pressure but basically quite ok. But especially the noodles or their degree had done it to her. Finally again those who had still pleasant bite after the oven and were not cooked dead. I didn't interview my **** to her pizza Tonno 7,50 with tuna and onions. This has a simple reason: The good cannot consider food critical or even criticize. She will always find something positive or an explanation. She's a dear and very positive person. But I can. So let's look at my Contadina 7 which, in addition to onions, mushrooms, paprika and garlic, was also "bored" with Salami 1. She came to the table with splintering. The edge, though only slightly raised but quite airy and not too chess. The floor was almost a poem. It's very thin and here I liked the body. It was nice. The dough in itself was a bit restrained but still perfectly seasoned. Unfortunately, it was more and more retained above the dough. The tomato pamp was exactly this. Tomato pamp. However, it does not decrease further. And the other covering could not be the big Bringer alone because of its own shortcomings in this regard. Ordinarily “taste” brought larger burned places on the ground. Bitter substances of intense nature. This is how to put “Geruch” on the plate. I had hoped that the pizza was not pushed into the beaten broth, which had triggered the smell before. If you think, the stone will be a little clean. In total, a heartyly sex-neutral pizza, which in this house should certainly serve only as a basis for various longdrinks and other alcoholica, in order not to let hungry sluts emigrate. Lower mainstream. Considering the burned areas on the ground even below. Ultimately, it is beautifully decorated there and it can be comfortably rested. Eating also takes an unpleasant long time with little audience. However, it is not entirely recommended. On the bottom we can say: we are probably no longer coming from deep conviction. At least not for dinner. And this is not due to the handwritten invoice that we, according to Cheffe in the absence of a corresponding cashier, can that still be? , reached.