Mercato Italienisches Restaurant — Restaurant in Heidelberg

This beautiful story begins with our girls trip to Italy. Our poor car couldn’t brave the steep mountainous terrain Germany provides in the south so we circled back to this gorgeous city. Setting out today for a taste of the vacation that we were promised and a long day of walking around we were desperate to enjoy at least a little bit of Italy in the form of food. Our beautifully unaware selves sat down at this inviting restaurant and we were greeted with a rather ruffled and sour woman. With no regard for our language barrier and all our attempts to try our spot of german she slapped the smiles off our faces faster than you could say pasta. (For those who don’t speak Italian, that means ‘pasta’). After our intense battle of wills we finally got the woman to understand we wanted food so we asked for garlic bread and after another rather infuriating process she told us that it was ‘two pieces, are you sure’. We were so flustered by her impatience and sour mood that we just ordered the garlic bread with our two pizzas and lasagna. When one of us asked if we could add extras, spinach and meat, added to the lasagna she told us that we could only have one extra. Seeing as you already had to pay more for adding spinach, spinach the 50 cent plant, in your lasagna but having both spinach AND MEAT!! Apparently this was a ridiculous thing to ask for so we ended up just ordering the greens. After sipping our overpriced beer in hopes it would save us from this encounter, we waited patiently for our food. Out walks our second waiter, a nice girl with a rather apologetic look in her eye, with a tiny plate whereon lies the saddest, smallest, soggiest garlic bread I have ever had the displeasure of laying my eyes on. We were in tears trying not to laugh as we stared at our lovely appetiser. Slicing the already tiny bread into even tiny pieces we put them in our mouths. Let me tell you, calling it bread was an insult to the amount of olive oil held within its crust. The spices piled on the bread were so old that they added no further value to the experience. After washing the oil down with our beer we awaited our main courses. Out comes the waiter with our food and we attempt to keep our hopes up as we dig in. I think I can speak for all Italians when I say that this restaurant should be stripped of its right to serve the piece of cardboard our cheese laid upon. Seeing as I have had my fair share of sad nights with cheap, frozen pizza I can confidently say that there is no way that any of it was near the freshness it was supposed to be. It was so old and covered in grease my stomach swelled up the minute it entered my body. Walking home was an uncomfortable and painful endeavour. What hurt the most was I paid an embarrassing amount of money for possibly the worst dinner in my life. I’m a terrible cook so this is saying something. I really hope you love yourself enough to not to put you or anyone you hold dear through this arduous experience....

I know I cant expect great fish considering the location, but Italians having this bad pizza? Cant let that one slide. Very rude older waiter, tried to be funny but ended up being unprofessional, made whole table uncomfortable. Prices are only there for location obviously, because it's worst restaurant considering food wise I have ever been at. Coffee was very good, I give them that. I stayed polite after leaving almost full plate saying how I was full when it was just very bad and not tasty, but waiter was pushing it with his comments on food that was left and thats why I didnt tip them. Bad food, bad service, bad atmosfere, nice location and good coffee. Wouldnt recommend even to the...

Leider muss man hier als schlechteste Bewertung einen Stern geben, verdient hat es allerdings höchstens das Ambiente des Gebäudes. Ich war mit meiner Gemahlin auf einem Tagesausflug in der wunderschönen Altstadt von Heidelberg, als es uns, nach langer Besichtigung der altehrwürdigen Heiliggeistkirche und der Schlossruinen zu Heidelberg, nach etwas zu essen gelüstete. Leider fanden wir in keinem anderen Restaurant Platz, weshalb wir in dieses Restaurant eintraten. Meine Frau und ich hatten zu diesem Zeitpunkt nur die Bilder in Google betrachtet die teilweise schon mehrere Jahre alt waren, jedoch leider nicht die Rezensionen gelesen. Was scheinbar nach außen hin vorgibt ein italienisches Restaurant zu sein, entpuppte sich als Touristenfalle, die von augenscheinlichen nordafrikanischstämmigen Männern geführt wird. Die grimmigen Blicke des Barkeepers und das aufdringliche Verhalten des Kellners gegenüber meiner Frau und mir haben uns sehr beunruhigt und schufen eine Atmosphäre von Unbehagen und Angst. Die Gerichte die wir bestellten waren nicht die Gerichte die wir bekamen Bzw. In anderen Variationen. Zudem war es sehr wenig, sehr teuer und offensichtlich Convenience Produkte. Als wir dann vor bzw. während dem Essen die angsteinflössenden Bewertung in Google lasen, hatten wir nurnoch Angst und wollten bezahlen. Dies führte dazu dass ich plötzlich einen starken Harndrang verspürte und auf Toilette musste. Dort angekommen bekam ich fast keine Luft und es war ein Klima wie in einem tropischen Regenwald zudem roch es wie auf einem Jahrmarkt am Pissoir. Auf dem Rückweg konnte ich einen Blick in die Küche werfen welche sehr unordentlich aussah und mich eher an eine Imbissbude erinnerte als an die Küche eines italienischen Restaurants. Nachdem wir dann hungrig wie wir waren, unsere Gerichte annähern gegessen hatten, haben wir so schnell es ging gezahlt bevor die angespannte Stimmung zu explodieren drohte. Als ich kein Trinkgeld gab, hatte ich kurzzeitig wirklich Angst um mich und meine Frau weshalb mir schnellstmöglich von Dannen gezogen sind. Somit keine Empfehlung für dieses...