Pizzería Pinocchio — Restaurant in Borriana / Burriana

I am still shaken by the treatment we received at this restaurant. My partner and I visited for a casual lunch before heading to the beach. The restaurant itself looked absolutely fine — not luxurious, just a decent place to eat. Since we were on our way to the beach, we were dressed in shorts and T-shirts, perfectly appropriate for the occasion, or so we thought.

As soon as we walked in, the waiter with glasses noticed us, and his face immediately changed. When we requested a table for two, in a completely empty restaurant with maybe 30 tables, of which only two were occupied, he had the audacity to say, “Sold out” in English, without even looking at the reservation list. I pointed out the clearly empty tables, to which he responded with a dismissive shrug 🤷🏼‍♂️ — no explanation, no apology.

This was hands down the worst treatment I have ever received in a restaurant. And let me be clear — this wasn’t about a dress code. He could have politely informed us if that was the case. The way he treated us, with such clear contempt, had nothing to do with our clothing but everything to do with our appearance — we are Middle Eastern, and this was blatant discrimination.

If you’re thinking of visiting this place, I hope you reconsider. No one deserves to be treated like this, regardless of their background or appearance.

Absolutely...

Such a fine dining restaurant! Unexpectedly, this Italian restaurant has one of the best daily fixed menu I’ve ever seen. Anyways, out of the set menu, the rest of the dishes are really like specialities so there is no wrong choice in this restaurant. The icing on the cake, the staff who really pay attention to every single piece (one of us was lactose allergic so they adapted the dishes, even the sauces, to make a similar menu for her). 11/10...

¡Cuidado con la nariz... y con la cuenta! (Pizzería Pinocho) La experiencia en Pizzería Pinocho fue digna de un cuento... ¡pero no uno feliz! Los camareros desfilaban con una pizarra como si estuvieran recitando el menú degustación en verso. Un espectáculo, sí, pero a costa de unos precios que hicieron que mi bolsillo se encogiera como la nariz de Pinocho cuando mentía. Y la cantidad... bueno, digamos que los platos eran más pequeños que la conciencia de algunos políticos. Mis espaguetis a la carbonara debieron perder el sabor en algún lugar del bosque encantado, porque eran más insípidos que un discurso sin aplausos. Eso sí, mucho humo y "cocina de autor" para despistar, supongo. Luego está el tema del pan fantasma: aparece en la mesa sin que lo llames y, ¡zas!, te lo cobran. ¿Será magia? ¡No, es la cuenta! La carta, por cierto, parecía escrita por un grillo parlante borracho, llena de ironías que ni el propio Pinocho entendería. Y el gran final: ¡me querían cobrar una pizza que debió escaparse de otra mesa! Claramente, en esta pizzería las cuentas también tienen tendencia a inventar historias. En resumen, si buscas una experiencia culinaria donde la imaginación vuela (sobre todo en la cuenta), este es tu sitio. Para comer bien y a un precio razonable... ¡mejor busca otro cuento! Yo, desde luego, no volveré a dejar que me tomen el pelo...