Unterbächen in Ebnat-Kappel

Beautiful view, cozy and down-to-earth atmosphere, beautiful terrace with a view, great service, great food.

For good eaters, large portions

Despite few guests, we got great food!

The egg roll adventure in Ebnet-Kappel I thought Easter Monday, what better way to start the day than with a delicious egg roll? Ebnet-Kappel seemed perfect for this - after all, 8:03 a.m. is the perfect time for a late breakfast or an early second breakfast - depending on how you look at it. Well, the "welcome" was more of a whispered greeting from the universe, as it was probably both too early and too Monday for human enthusiasm. Present were an older woman and a younger man who, it seemed, were still wiping the night from the corners of their eyes, while the surroundings still exuded a peaceful chaos of "we'll fix it." “It’s no problem,” I thought to myself, determined to indulge my craving for an egg feast. The question about the egg roll was promptly answered with a "Yes, we have, wait a minute..." and lo and behold, the lady conjured up a transport container full of sandwiches. “Two please,” I said. What followed was a performance of unexpected entertainment value: with a precision that would have rivaled an origami artist, she pressed the first roll into a plastic bag that was obviously intended for a miniature version of the same. The egg filling literally burst out with joy on all sides. When I suggested that you could also use a cardboard box, the epiphany came. "Oh yes, that's a good idea!" the lady replied and promptly fetched it. But just at that moment of hope, she returned with a wet rag just to use it to wipe away the egg mess. My inner Mona Lisa smile smiled sardonically, anticipating what happened next: she wiped the mess away with the wet rag and - without a single thought about hygiene - reached for it with her wet, probably barely germ-free hands the second egg roll, put it in the box and did the same for a mozzarella roll, which happily found its way into a paper bag. As if that wasn't enough hospitality, I asked for a liter of orange juice. “Just get whatever you want from the fridge yourself,” was the answer I received. Service per excellence - self-service included. Those who understand irony will smile now, those who don't may simply not want to. Clearly the rolls, whose last journey was soberingly accompanied by dripping wet hands, ended up in the bin (may the company forgive me!). Because at the Brötchenbrutschung show I just asked myself: If the handing out of the works of art is so creative, what would the production look like? As an avid supporter of local businesses, I always try to look at the positive, even when the pressure is great - but especially in challenging times, cleanliness, quality and friendliness should be the armor through which no virus or dissatisfaction penetrates. It's a shame, Ebnet-Kappel, this time you missed the ball a bit. Best regards, a local.