HOTEL THARAVADU — Restaurant in Tabuk Province

I have had the pleasure of dining at this establishment on multiple occasions during my visits to Tabuk City. The food here is consistently satisfying, with a variety of dishes that cater to different tastes and preferences.

One of my favorite meals at this restaurant is the Nool Porritta and Beef Fry. The combination of the spicy, tangy noodles with the tender, flavorful beef creates a delightful symphony of flavors that keeps me coming back for more. The portion sizes are generous, ensuring that you leave feeling full and content.

The ambiance of the restaurant is warm and inviting, with a comfortable seating arrangement that allows for both intimate conversations and larger gatherings. The staff is attentive and friendly, always ready to assist with menu recommendations or answer any questions...

I used to enjoy dining at Hotel Tharavadu, Tabuk, but unfortunately, the quality has deteriorated over time. My recent visit was extremely disappointing: • Pathiri was served ice-cold. • Sauce was unavailable for 10 minutes while the mix fried rice sat on the table. • Beef roast quantity was very small and lacked flavor compared to other restaurants in the area. • The next day, I suffered from severe diarrhea, raising serious concerns about food hygiene and safety.

This was a major letdown, especially since the food was good in the past. The restaurant seriously needs to improve its quality, service, and hygiene. I wouldn’t recommend this...

ثارافادو، هو الاسم الذي يستحضر التوابل النابضة بالحياة والوصفات القديمة، ويثير براعم التذوق بوعود صامتة بالتميز في الطهي. الجودة، على الرغم من أنها لحن جدير بالثناء، تتعثر أحيانًا في التنافر، حيث يكافح بديل المايسترو لالتقاط نعمة الأصل.

الخدمة، وهي عبارة عن درويش يدور وسط رواد متلهفين، يحارب الفوضى بخطوات شجاعة، وإن كانت متخبطة في بعض الأحيان. الطلبات، النغمات الثمينة المفقودة في نشاز الأصوات، تختفي في الأثير، تاركة الضيوف ممسكين بالأطباق الوهمية ونظراتهم الحائرة.

لكن الأجواء، للأسف، تظل صنجًا وحيدًا يتردد صداه في معبد صامت. ضحكة البكالوريوس، وهي نغمة مريحة من الصداقة الحميمة، تملأ الهواء، لكن السيمفونية تفتقر إلى تناغم العائلات التي تنسج الذكريات على لوحات مشتركة، هذه الآلات الحيوية غائبة، تاركة الجو مشتاقًا لأوركسترا كاملة من التجربة الإنسانية.

Tharavadu, a name that evokes vibrant spices and ancient recipes, tantalizes the taste buds with hushed promises of culinary excellence. Quality, though a commendable melody, occasionally stumbles into dissonance, a maestro's understudy struggling to capture the original's grace.

The service, a dervish whirling amidst eager diners, battles the chaos with valiant, though sometimes fumbling, steps. Orders, precious notes lost in the cacophony, vanish into the ether, leaving guests clutching phantom plates and bewildered looks.

But the ambiance, sadly, remains a lone cymbal echoing in a silent temple. Bachelor's laughter, a comforting strum of camaraderie, fills the air, yet the symphony lacks the counterpoint of families weaving memories over shared plates, these vital instruments are absent, leaving the atmosphere yearning for a complete orchestra of...