Im Eimer — Restaurant in Western Cape

I hate doing this.

I'm heartbroken and shocked by our experience last night at Im Eimer.

My grandfather received raw pork. My grans butternut was visibly rotton. -and a roll we recieved was already sliced with a half hearted smear of butter as if someone changed their mind while preparing it to be eaten. On top of that , it was given with a serving of butter that seemed to be taken from another customer and given to us after being used.

The manager was atleast nice and apologised after my uncle said the only thing he was not happy paying for was the pork. he will gladly pay everything else. (the pork wasn't eaten -it was raw inside)

This is when the owner came to our table - looked at us and told the waiter to tell us to F*ck off. We were shocked - since he hadn't even spoken to us. Everything was calm up until this point.

My uncle tried calling him back, since he started walking away from the table. This was met with the owner shouting to the waiter and telling them to take our number plates because we must "v*k off from here, we are not welcome back" and went back to swearing and carrying on.

He swore at my 72 year old grandmother, called my grandfather a "pap pi*l" and repeatedly swore at all of us, telling us to F-off while shunting us out to our cars like cattle.

We kept trying to ask him to try calming down and just to Listen - we were not out to cause commotion. We just wanted to alert management about quality control coming from the kitchen. People can get sick ? Yet he kept shouting insult after insult.

Thank you to the manager who did try help us. I'm sorry your good efforts were wasted. I think your name is Wynand.

As for our family - we will not be supporting Im Eimer like we always have in the past. Not after the humiliation and misconduct we...

We stopped on the way to our Airbnb for a quick lunch. The place was eerily empty when we walked in, and after wandering around for a bit, we eventually located our waitress perched at the bar, looking like she’d been waiting for the end of days. Service was great, but the food… I still can’t quite process what happened.

Thank heaven we decided to share a plate instead of ordering two, because “disappointing” doesn’t even begin to cover it. We ordered a cordon bleu, and what arrived could only be described as a culinary crime scene. It was so bone-dry you could almost suffocate trying to swallow it, requiring an emergency dousing of tomato sauce just to get it down.

The chips were straight from a frozen bag, bland and soulless, a perfect sidekick to the main atrocity. And the “cordon bleu” itself? I couldn’t identify the meat. It wasn’t chicken, didn’t taste like pork, definitely wasn’t beef, and left a faint liverish aftertaste that still haunts me. What we got was a thin, palm-sized slab of mystery flesh, no thicker than my pinky, stuffed with cheese and ham, a sad parody of the dish’s namesake. Whatever experimental twist they were attempting, it failed spectacularly: bland, dry, tasteless, and just wrong.

The interior is cluttered with antiques, which might charm some but here only added to a grungy, unsettling vibe. Frankly, it made me fear what the kitchen might look like.

Overall, this was an astonishingly bad experience and one I sincerely hope others can avoid. I might return for a beer under duress, but as for the food? Consider this your...

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Our dining journey commenced with a refreshing Erdinger Weissbrau and a crisp beer shandy, setting the tone for a delightful evening. For starters, we opted for the jalapeño poppers, a culinary revelation as they incorporated smoked ham, lending a unique and delicious twist to this classic dish, far beyond the ordinary flavors found in most places.

Moving on to our main courses, we savored the remarkable ribs and chips, distinguished by their exceptional basting, a welcome departure from the standard fare at other establishments. I also indulged in the pork neck steak, served with the vegetables of the day, chips, and sauerkraut, which culminated in a truly amazing meal.

The evening unfolded with an enchanting atmosphere, accentuated by a few crackling fireplaces scattered throughout the restaurant. This serene, peaceful setting offers a respite from the hustle and bustle. With fresh, generously portioned dishes, I recommend this spot for a monthly retreat or as a must-visit while on vacation. It's an...