Zum Yachthafen - Borkum

Just as you should be careful with over-decorated, rustic agritourisms, a healthy scepticism is also appropriate for maritime overkill. While our local guides have generously thought up the marina restaurant with preliminary masters and told us a lot of praise, on the day of our visit we believe to be in the wrong movie. The magnificent building is located at the Borkumer Marina Port Henry, but at the end of April it makes a quite marodous and intimidating impression. In front of the restaurant there are numerous handwritten tables, which offer a considerable natural offer from pea soup to fresh plaice. We feel welcome, open the unclosed door – and first land in a dark space, from which it is difficult to access the place. The guest room oh, God!! – then looks like a over-decorated ghost alley. Each square centimeter in this likewise poorly illuminated, gloomy, full space is attached to maritime tinnef. You could get a lot of space here. In the whole confusion, it is not to be understood whether the place is really played and where the service actually stops (if there is it). In a corner, a man with unfathomable function fixes his bike. When the eye got used to the darkness, you can also discover two guests at the counter in front of empty glasses. Not excluded that they've been sitting there since the eve... The whole scenery makes a spooky, opaque impression. No sign of service. We're looking for the toilet first, where a frightened craftsman or a cleaning force surprises the tool. Shouldn't the restaurant open at 12:30? Is today a rest day? Back at the table we wait patiently until after infinite time someone finally appears – the supposed craftsman with whom we are just collided. Our drinks order is more like a riddle rate. The serviceman tries to be ashamed of, but has to do with ignorance, language problems and persuasive helplessness. In the absence of gastronomic alternatives to this secluded place, we remain bravely seated and eventually catch a resurrected young lady, who probably swings the store here. So we actually manage the food order: Matjes housewife type, small portion (10.90 Euro – but is not on the map, had to be asked and requested), hunter carving with fries and salad (13.90 Euro), fresh asparagus with salt potatoes (12.50 Euro), as well as agitation with crabs and roast potatoes (15.90 Euro). Serving is then quick after about 15 20 minutes and at the same time for all of us. The dishes are appealingly dressed and look solid at first glance. The agitator is loose and generously enriched with crabs – but rather lukewarm. The frying potatoes are plentiful with bacon, certainly a regional speciality, which does not suit everyone. As disappointment, however, the fresh asparagus with potatoes emerge, because here the cook seems to have completely forgotten the salt. On the other hand, the “small” portion of Matjes is generous and tasty: the herring butterzart, the garnish arranged pretty, instead of Mayo a light yogurt marinade with cucumber. The hunter's carving is also fully praised – a decent piece of meat in delicious sauce with a lot of buttress aroma in the background. But there is still a vague feeling. On the one hand, the friendly effort and care of the guest can be felt: at the table there is a free Borkum magazine, the tidal calendar and the departure times of the bus. As a table set, each guest receives a papery base with a fun sollen or a knurrhahn design. The hot lemon actually originates from pressed lemon juice, from which pieces are still to be felt. The service, however, has a disgusting and badly organised function; the waiting time seems to be the same, is irritating and difficult to bear. I can imagine, however, that in better weather and well-stocked marina the place is only so bruised. And the serviceman is still in the trial period and just has to be learned.

Just as you should be careful with over-decorated, rustic agritourisms, a healthy scepticism is also appropriate for maritime overkill. While our local guides have generously thought up the marina restaurant with preliminary masters and told us a lot of praise, on the day of our visit we believe to be in the wrong movie. The magnificent building is located at the Borkumer Marina Port Henry, but at the end of April it makes a quite marodous and intimidating impression. In front of the restaurant there are numerous handwritten tables, which offer a considerable natural offer from pea soup to fresh plaice. We feel welcome, open the unclosed door – and first land in a dark space, from which it is difficult to access the place. The guest room oh, God!! – then looks like a over-decorated ghost alley. Each square centimeter in this likewise poorly illuminated, gloomy, full space is attached to maritime tinnef. You could get a lot of space here. In the whole confusion, it is not to be understood whether the place is really played and where the service actually stops (if there is it). In a corner, a man with unfathomable function fixes his bike. When the eye got used to the darkness, you can also discover two guests at the counter in front of empty glasses. Not excluded that they've been sitting there since the eve... The whole scenery makes a spooky, opaque impression. No sign of service. We're looking for the toilet first, where a frightened craftsman or a cleaning force surprises the tool. Shouldn't the restaurant open at 12:30? Is today a rest day? Back at the table we wait patiently until after infinite time someone finally appears – the supposed craftsman with whom we are just collided. Our drinks order is more like a riddle rate. The serviceman tries to be ashamed of, but has to do with ignorance, language problems and persuasive helplessness. In the absence of gastronomic alternatives to this secluded place, we remain bravely seated and eventually catch a resurrected young lady, who probably swings the store here. So we actually manage the food order: Matjes housewife type, small portion (10.90 Euro – but is not on the map, had to be asked and requested), hunter carving with fries and salad (13.90 Euro), fresh asparagus with salt potatoes (12.50 Euro), as well as agitation with crabs and roast potatoes (15.90 Euro). Serving is then quick after about 15 20 minutes and at the same time for all of us. The dishes are appealingly dressed and look solid at first glance. The agitator is loose and generously enriched with crabs – but rather lukewarm. The frying potatoes are plentiful with bacon, certainly a regional speciality, which does not suit everyone. As disappointment, however, the fresh asparagus with potatoes emerge, because here the cook seems to have completely forgotten the salt. On the other hand, the “small” portion of Matjes is generous and tasty: the herring butterzart, the garnish arranged pretty, instead of Mayo a light yogurt marinade with cucumber. The hunter's carving is also fully praised – a decent piece of meat in delicious sauce with a lot of buttress aroma in the background. But there is still a vague feeling. On the one hand, the friendly effort and care of the guest can be felt: at the table there is a free Borkum magazine, the tidal calendar and the departure times of the bus. As a table set, each guest receives a papery base with a fun sollen or a knurrhahn design. The hot lemon actually originates from pressed lemon juice, from which pieces are still to be felt. The service, however, has a disgusting and badly organised function; the waiting time seems to be the same, is irritating and difficult to bear. I can imagine, however, that in better weather and well-stocked marina the place is only so bruised. And the serviceman is still in the trial period and just has to be learned.

Address. original and delicious food.

A journey worth and thanks

Gutes Essen, guter Service, gute Atmosphäre!