Coolinarik Café Salzburg — Restaurant in Salzburg

I usually do not post anything negative if I dont like the place, but I will make an exception in this case.

A very rude guy was at the helm of the affairs who said that entry inside is by reservation, however you can sit outside if the people leave. After having waited for 10 minutes, we did spot a place which was empty outside, and proceeded to occupy the same, per instructions of the rude guy.

He again made an extremely rude gesture and beckoned us to now say that this place is also "reserved" and proceeded to utter something in his native language. Shocked at that terse remark, we thought it is best to leave.

I dont know whether you could get away with this kind of hospitality in India, but we were shell shocked to see the rude and abrasive behaviour. We also suspect that it had something to do with the region we came from, but certainly a country that takes pride in calling Guests are our Gods, clearly this man needs basic training in Service and Hospitality, since the initial letters too seem to...

An overall mediocre experience with lots of room for improvement.

The service itself was good and the place is designed nicely.

Unfortunately the food was nothing special but priced as if it's a gourmet meal. The "hummus" spreads were ok, the "red" one was good but the two others felt watery (canned chickpeas effect?) and lacked taste. The tiny pizza pastry was inedible, puff pastry from the supermarket.

The strudel style ball dessert was some sort of Pâtisserie failure, the dough was undercooked (or was that the original intention?), we ate the filling which was good and left the dough as is.

Overall I can't see any justification to charge 20+ euros per person(!!!) for two buns and several slices of schinken/cheese and a piece of average dessert.

I wish I could give any praises but this wasn't a...

Thursday at 11am I tried to come here to grab breakfast, after walking 20 minutes in the heat from my accommodation. I walked in and asked if I could sit anywhere and the man behind the counter asked if I had a reservation. No, I don’t. Well, outside is reserved. Okay well is inside alright? No. You have to come back later. This would have been a little more understandable if it had been told to me in a SLIGHTLY less hostile tone? I just wanted a bowl of porridge I had no idea 11am on a Thursday was reservation only for this breakfast spot or that I would get so much aggression for trying to eat here. For the record there were two tables being used total in the entire establishment when I walked up. If you’re a tourist don’t waste the steps...