Cafe Bombastico

i wanted to order milk, but the owner said that milk is poison

Since the building looked less like a café from the outside, I was very skeptical when I rang the bell. When an initially very friendly female voice answered the intercom, I asked if we could come in. Suddenly the voice from the system answered in a surprisingly questioning way with the complete sentence: "What do you want?" - As if we were their first customers. We were all relatively in agreement, so I replied on behalf of the whole group: "Actually we just want to have a drink. Maybe a glass of milk or something like that." After we were answered, "Let's see if we have something for you", we stepped inside. When we finally sat at the table, each of us was given a full glass of water. To get back to my original wish, I asked if I could have a glass of milk as well. But before I had the opportunity to finish my sentence, we were already sitting in front of the door. Pity! I really hoped for more. Fortunately, one of us spotted a puddle on the roadside that was able to quench the thirst of our slurping mouths just in time.

Everything was great, the meat was unfortunately not fried and tofu. I can only warmly recommend the tomato bread.

Great place, staff great! But after a while there were 2 brothers or so and recorded themselves eating chicken nuggets and I found it uncomfortable and just wanted to get away quickly (see picture).

I think it's good that a free-standing wooden kitchen island - you could almost say a wooden island (if you don't leave a subscription there) - was built in. So you can watch the food being freshly prepared on the table. But I have to complain that the cook was very bearded and filmed himself shaving his hair over my long-awaited coffee. There was also no milk and the 12 parking spaces in the underground car park were already occupied by luxury cars. In addition, I often heard someone from the upper floor scream something with "psychopath" and "I KICK YOURSELF". I'd rather go to mundo vegan