Libanon Express - Nordrhein-Westfalen

Sunday afternoon in Düsseldorf, end of March 2015. Where's spring, no idea? Permanent rain, 7 degrees, anyway. After 2 hours of intensive shopping, I had the nose (and the loop) full. Must Sundays be open for sale? Sundays where women come up with the idea of driving in completely crowded cities. Full shops and at every corner there are 20% on everything I don't want at all. Advertising is reduced for sale. I don't want to go to a dressing room and the US sizes (36/30) I don't learn anyway. And if a magic mouse appears in the form of a seller and asks with an eyelash whether it could help, I would like to shout aloud: help, yes. An armchair, a drink, a bit to eat and please, please no more dressing rooms ambience. Open shops do not have to be Sunday afternoon, but open restaurants like it. We landed in Lebanon, not for the first time. Arabic cuisine, in the middle of Düsseldorf. The facility consists of 3 areas, Lebanon Express (to take food), Lebanon Patisserie (Arab bakery), Lebanon the restaurant. Our choice, the restaurant. The flair, the ambience of the Arab. Well, let's say it: something Arabic, about tourist Arabic, about Kitch. The touristic expectation of the numerous old town guests is definitely fulfilled. Thus one imagines the world of Allah in 1001 and one night. The restaurant is bright and open and remembers a diocesan. The occupation no longer corresponds to the spirit of time, but who knows what Allah loves. Many colorful tiles on the floor and in parts also on the walls. The restaurant was relatively well filled. As a rule, the conservative German guest on Sunday at 16:00 serves to consume coffee and cake instead of getting to a restaurant. But here's almost always open. Close to Düsseldorf's old town with 300 restaurants, pubs, spelunks, rabbits, brewhouses and other houses for dining, drinking and other possibilities of physical relaxation. The waiter is coming. It was again the same Arab minister as our previous visits here. Let's call him Mr. Achmed again. Mr. Achmed has the skills of an Arab bazaar dealer, just a perfect sales talent. Men from North Africa and the Middle East are born as sellers. You always find the right address. And when ladies sit in the guest table, the dark eyes and the mouth will spray kilo charm. Immediately it became clear that Mr. Achmed wanted to sell us an oriental menu. He radiates Hasimausi, he was sure we would follow his recommendation. He was right. Are you drinking my lord? I had (a lot) thirst and in my throat still the dust from the dressing rooms, so please an old one. Information about the open wine is available. These table wines, similar to those from Egypt and Tunisia, are cost-effective to produce. A fireworks of aromas can hardly be experienced. Why the Prophet Muhammad forbids believers to consume such alcoholic beverages, one learns quickly when they taste these wines. Eben table wines. However, a red wine from France is prohibited. Mr. Achmed would be insulted. The card offers a la carte dishes and 5 different menus. The menus are between 35 and 50 euros. Everyone has a commonness. At least 10 to 15 different appetizers, hot and cold. We chose the Baalbek menu. Mr. Achmed had just picked up the order and stood back at the table. He served fresh, warm bread and two fresh creams. In the other hand, an old one. But Mr. Achmed smiled, didn't wait for my statement, but quickly realized that you wanted an old one. Again many of my boys from the basars. Always looking at the guest/customer, always selling something. I love this mentality. In short, Mr. Achmed serves the first appetizers. Galant put the bowls on the table, always the announcement of what is in it. Another short look at Hasimausi and my empty glass. He smiled that we understand each other in terms of old and women. The appetizers were visually a good impression. Cheese cream with lots of garlic and mint, filled wine leaves, sheep cheese, eggplant puree, various cream 's, pastes, salads wonderful. Visually attractive, fun in the mouth, joy at eating. And again, Mr. Achmed is at the table. He served other appetizers, now warm. Falafel, beef balls with pine nuts and dough bags with chopped beef. The flat bread is all, Mr. Achmed doesn't overlook it. Free of charge, he serves new bread, laid crystal clear on the table, smiling with the saying: bread for the lady. It was again Arab eating culture. Many small plates, everything. Overall, however, little calories, at least if you fill the bread with the different cream 's. My lady does, I don't. As always (almost) everything was delicious. As always, only the vegetarian falafels did not find my consent. I don't choose Anton Hofreiter from the Greens and don't need veggie days or veggie lessons. My lady ordered water. She had obviously listened to Allah, who is known to prohibit wine consumption. As already mentioned, the restaurant was well occupied. No, it wasn't calm, but acceptable. Mr. Achmed served the emptied appetizers and of course he realized that the bad alternative to the crumb was once again empty service was perfect. The main dishes were served. Lamb fillet on the spit and other fillet from the chicken. The lamb was of very good quality, pink as it should be. Gourmets would have eaten roasted stars. I'm not a gourmet, so I haven't seen any red stars. But it was delicious. Just like the fillets from the chicken, without pliers. An oriental salad was added, which is completely sufficient after the various appetizers. My dear, it was again. No, of course there was still a lack of Baklava for Dessert, an expensive dessert from the Middle East. Very sweet, but not as sweet as the Baklava from Turkey. Consists of foliage pastry nuts, pistachios, spices and rose water. I always have something of it. Sweet Patisserie fans can of course feed on it. A tea must not be missing. Unfortunately, a Boukha is not offered. This distillation from figs is missing here. Why? Maybe because he comes from Tunisia? Anis Arak from Lebanon does not like all. Eat Arabic, always a pleasure. They consume various small things of Arabic cuisine, which are tailored to the Central European taste. Here in Lebanon a little touristy but typical in the middle of the longest bar in the world. In the summer you can sit in front of the house where the impact life of the thousands of old beers happens hourly. Conclusion. The food deserves 4 stars without restrictions, the service 5 stars and the ambience? This is a question of personal attitude. Who likes this mix of many tiles and quite a lot of Orient that definitely gives 5 stars. We really like this ambience, but the one or the other Arab restaurant in the area (e.g. the Al Howara in Wuppertal) deals with the oriental design somewhat more subtle, chic and sensitive. Therefore, for the ambience in Lebanon 3 stars. What's left?

Tastefully everything is a tasty. The crowds are an appealing and saturating league.Because not only the nice staff was the absolute racer, but also the great flair.The local really has potential to become my next favorite place. My sisters and I the restaurant suitable for all occasions irrelevant whether with friend, friends or sippe ; .

The food was very delicious, fresh and the portion was sufficiently large. On the way there is bread and olives/ Pepperoni from the kitchen. Nice operation and a matching ambience! A little higher price, but still reasonable! We like to come back!

The falafels are the upper bang and this delicious sauce. Best!!!

Good evening. We visited the Lebanon restaurant with four people and were completely satisfied. Our desire to use a vegan vegetarian menu completely vegan was met with a friendly but happy. Cold and warm appetizers and the main dish were fresh and extremely tasty. The service was also lost under stress (the locals were fully occupied) never the overview and good mood. It's not better.