El Virrey de Serrería — Restaurant in Valencia

I would give zero stars if possible. We are non spanish speaking people and after one hour we got only sangria, after every question if we can order some food, we got answer - waiter will come. After 3 attempts we gave up and paid for sangria and left. Every other customer speaking spanish who came after us was served as usual, waiters were telling jokes etc, but we would die by hunger to wait for a food order. Funny thing across the street was very old man without a word of english and he was able to serve the food, some kind of tapas bar. The worst experience in spain so far.

// Edit after owner's response: okay so it means that if you speak english, you will be at the end of the queue order everytime. Anybody who comes and speak spanish can order anything and eat it, and you can starve whole night, because waiters...

The food was OK - two of the croquettes were cold inside but otherwise tasty. The Bravas were fine but they come with two sauces mixed together - garlic and spicy: not an ideal option for those who don't like spicy sauces. We wanted to order an evening combo (starter, main dish, drink, dessert and coffee) but the waiter said we were not allowed to share this combo with each other, we could only order one combo per person. The waiter came fast and was talking to us politely but at the same time he was trying to push us into ordering more food when we told him we wanted to pay. Overall, not the place I would go back to or...

Hacia mucho tiempo que no iba a un restaurante donde todo, fuera malo. Confiando en el Virrey de blasco Ibañez, en que vivo cerca y en los buenos comentarios que tenia, nos hemos acercado cuatro a comer. Nos ha amargado la comida a todos. No me vale la excusa de ser un menú de 9€, en restauración hay que tener un respeto con lo que sirves a tus clientes. Paella salada, spaguettis de salmón insípido y de no muy buen olor, y un crep de espinacas que parecía una tortilla. Si tu cocinero, no sabe hacer un crep, no lo pongas en tu carta. Vamos con los segundos. Ragut de ternera, donde la ternera es auténtica piedra, la salsa insípida y las patatas viejas y gomosas que más bien, se han añadido al ragut a posteriori de las que le sobrarían hace tres días. La pechuga a las finas hierbas ya ha sido para echarse a llorar. Dos filetes extrafinos y enanos de pollo seco sin sabor, acompañado de patatas gajo crudas. Y los postres,.... Los profiteroles secos y vacios, el pudin, seco y puro sabor a harina cruda, y las natillas de la casa, si, de la casa porque el tiempo que llevaban en la nevera ya tendrían amistad y todo. Ni café hemos querido, solo queríamos pagar y salir de allí, enfadados y sintiéndonos engañados. No se que habrán comido todas esas personas que hablan de buena comida, comparable a estrellas michelin, buen menú, sorprendente,.... es una vergüenza. No volvemos ni de coña, y si esta es la línea del grupo virrey, al virrey de blasco ibañez...