Gebaseerd op 6 reviews gevonden in 1 websites
Gebaseerd op 6 reviews gevonden in 1 websites
Nº 4452 op 4683 op Amsterdam
Nº 99 van 99 Hamburgerrestaurant op Amsterdam
Meningen
I’ve Made an order using an app. After the estimated time I called the restaurant and the guy who answered the call told me the delivery man was at my door. I’ve spent about 40 minutes waiting and no one shown up. After that they stopped answering me in the phone. I’ve used my other cellphone and got mu call answered in the very first try. The same guy said the order would be here in a couple minutes. It was more than half hour ago. Now they just don’t answer my calls again, they don’t cancel the order…Almost 2 hours past the expected delivery time! Terrible attitude!
Alex Costa . 2021-11-13
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207 meningen
Barely any attention from the owner/waiter, and a deplorable welcome from both. They don't speak to women. Very expensive for frozen food. You're forced to order a €3.50 bottle of water if you're thirsty. And to top it all off, you can't pay for it separately. In short… Avoid this place. We saw the negative reviews after ordering, unfortunately, so don't make the same mistake we did.

1898 meningen
Worthless, dirty, sticky, disgusting. Doesn't even deserve one star. If you don't live like an animal, you absolutely should NOT come here. I threw up, and there was a room full of dead vermin.

1041 meningen
I hadn't made a reservation. That turned out to be no problem. The Whopper arrives without ceremony, wrapped in paper, like an object that has abandoned all self-reflection. The beef is aggressively smoky, not so much grilled as touched by fire. The sauce is ostentatiously present, a sticky vulgarity that skillfully smothers every nuance. The vegetables fulfill their role without ambition; freshness as an administrative task. The curly fries are culinary baroque: overly seasoned, meandering, a theatrical excess without intellect. One eats them not out of desire, but out of mild masochism. Finally, the milkshake: a cold emulsion of sugar and nostalgia, possesses the brutal honesty of a product that refuses to grow up. Artificial, but undeniably effective. Verdict: This isn't a meal; it's a statement of resistance to taste, refinement, and civilization. And yet: it's consistent, confident, and completely unconcerned with my disapproval. An experience. Not a recommendation.

177 meningen
Yesterday, I ordered two menus here with Twister fries and jalapeno pops. Everything was cold. I paid €50, but the order was €43. The delivery driver was supposed to return with my change, but he never showed up. Finally, my husband called and texted the delivery driver, but we didn't get a response. In fact, he's been blocked on WhatsApp. I'll never order from here again.