Pillars Bar & Kitchen

Goat cheese salad was awful. the cheese was sour and beetroot was cut obviously long ago. Had to send it back.

It was a Christmas dinner, but nothing regarding Christmas was not present. The tables were just ordinary dressed, no Christmas music, just a normal day in an ordinary restaurant. Table tools were terrible, they were so worn out and looked ugly. For the stake, we used an ordinary table knive. because knives for the stake were not available. I would not recommend and I will not come back to this restaurant.

Despite the small map, the food was good. Fine ambience and excellent service, at the right time on the site and involved. With favourable location, in front of CS, and parking garage Plaza well reachable.

Very friendly receive fast and good control of good food and drink, especially the oak is n recommend!!

We couldn't recommend to eat there.We eat the Christmas menu with 3 people, the pre-feed consisting of Jacobs mushroom carpaccio, which, when it was brought, had smelled very much of fish. But the servant did not respond to this remark. When you asked us if we wanted to wait between the gangs, we destroyed it and pointed out that we are hungry. On a side table a woman could pre-feed whether her smell was not eating at all. The second gang was a pastinace soup that was OK. The main gang, a small piece of meat, vllt 100gr. To do this a small potato and a tea cup of mosquito purée, led us to do it like another side table and order a portion of sweet potato fries. who did not even finished supplying us with drinks quickly, they had always to point out. Since we were still hungry, I ordered a card again at a server, indicating that the portions were very small and we're hungry.Even this server left us sitting, did not order, I went to the teak to order the dessert and to ask the bill because we had enough now.That, the server told us, but it wasn't possible because it would already be bound! ? The invitation to the theke to take a drink at home, then I found again sensual for the non-existent service.Our holy dinner was a pure event.My son and I went to the corner to the Vietnamese.