Placentines — Restaurant in Seville

Avoid at all costs.

We ordered the seafood paella — and it was truly awful. Easily the worst I’ve had anywhere in the world. It was clearly pre-cooked and carelessly reheated. The seafood was rubbery, the rice was mushy, and the entire dish was bland and lifeless. For €40, it was a complete rip-off.

To their credit, the server was kind and professional, and even reduced the price to €20 without us asking — which I genuinely appreciated. But let me be clear: this review isn’t about the money. It’s about the fact that the food was inexcusable.

If I were the owner and truly wanted to run a decent restaurant, I would fire the chef immediately and hire someone who has at least a basic understanding of taste, texture, and how to cook.

The setting is lovely and the service was excellent — but none of that matters when the food is this bad. I say this as someone who travels often and enjoys everything from street food to fine dining: this was one of the worst meals I’ve ever had. Do yourself a favor and eat somewhere else. You have...

I came to this place because someone said the paella was top-notch. However it definitely was not. I ate alone so I had to get a double portion and was planning on taking the rest to go. I ordered a tinto de verano (red wine and lemonade), but it was pretty much only lemon soda and a tiny bit of wine for color so I ended up not drinking it. Seafood paella usually comes with several shellfish in their shells as you can see from the picture that was not the case. However, the main problem was the taste and the smell. It didn’t smell appetizing for some reason, perhaps because it’s made from some highly processed ingredients. The taste was even worse. The waiter brought me a box at the end since I had asked about taking the rest to go as soon as I ordered and I told him I didn’t want to bring it. They just went ahead and charged me 45 euros for a drink I didn’t drink and a gross paella I barely ate without asking I f the food was OK. Do not recommend at all, but especially stay away...

A joke in a pan.

We were craving seafood paella – what we got was a salty disaster. For almost 40 euros, we got a sad plate with five tired shrimp, three tiny shrimp, and a heap of rice that looked like someone scraped it together from the kitchen floor. Taste? A salt explosion, probably to hide the fact that nothing was fresh.

Lemon? Only after asking – and then, generously, we got one slice. Wow, thanks. The bread was so dry it could’ve been used as building material. There were crumbs in the glass, and the service? A mess. Nobody had a clue what was going on – and as a highlight: the waiter thought liquor was a cocktail. I repeat: liquor = cocktail. Total cluelessness.

When we left, the waiters gave us the dumbest smile – as if they knew exactly how badly they’d ripped us off.

And then, I threw up. No joke.

I give one point – for the cola. At least it was cold and didn’t...