Miro Kebap - Reutlingen

Yeah, golocal, I remember. as if it was yesterday! in my little black hail plate I float in this fantasy and always clawed curve reasonable tempo around the 90 degrees, recurring casual cripple and in the first cure the magnificent and all couple weeks a new name-bearing Shiha cocktail was also much more naked (at that time I wrote it completely! he was new, just in the start phase, signs were glued, the device was wiped, the opening was prepared. here, in that one, he should show up. the miro kebap and how I remember. hearty people folded the obligatory dönertütenfigure on still empty and cold windows, also the word “pizza” found its way to the silent glasses bluak. what a karge you chose, love miro kebap! I remember seeing it here earlier when not all the couple of pubs in the environment changed their names between Shiha cocktails also bar and sportbetcafés, as here, blown their door, nor the echazcenter was flowering around. the echazzentrum is no longer available, for there is a fitness budget that blossoms with six packs and consistently heat-free types on signs around the cannon of the young clientele. age, there are also signs with six packs men who look like their three pay too tightly bought fine ribbed shirts are a break for express clothing. it seems to be a little macaber that right under the gym with fully glazed exposition front for weight-pumping massos with puncturing rank lies a huge asialokal that has everything in everything they can eat from running sushi to teppanyaki. consistently the sushi is on a treadmill and takes the thema of the gymbud over it. I remember the old ones who are now and the endurance that you are still there. I didn't eat with you because the parking places are practically impossible and the nearby nursing home also left little space for the time because my type was needed more. but you're still here, I saw you! only recently, when I crawl around the corner again, it was in the first floor. the alephina is different again, but they seem to hold! more so! my little and humble contribution to the golocalen poesiealbum of the location recollections. What was that?

We were waiting for the food. my man had to go to the night shift and could only let his food stand. I'm sorry about the door, but that's really stupid. at least one message would be nice.

Eating was really top as before. are also neat portions.

Eating is delicious. the cure was quick and friendly. thank you!

Almost hours waiting for food. lahmacun and pommes soaked and no longer warm. did not meet the price.