I was needing a couple of hours out of the house this afternoon. Originally, we were considering going further afield than Nagold, but then I took a look at the time and the fact that one place we were considering trying for lunch was only open for dinner. Since it was almost 1:00pm, we decided to go to Nagold, which is one of my favorite cute towns and super convenient to us. I had a restaurant in mind, La Meo, which is an Italian bar/cafe/bistro right next to Nagold’s big Edeka store and convenient to the nearby Ibis hotel. It’s open every day and does not take a pause in service.
As we approached the restaurant, I had a funny thought about the sign. The restaurant is called La Meo, but the sign says “Lameo”. That made me wonder how to pronounce it. Was it La-Meh-O? Or Lame-oh? But I see when I look it up on Google, it’s actually two words– La Meo. And Google Translate doesn’t tell me what La Meo means. Oh well.
The first thing I noticed about this restaurant, besides its very contemporary ambiance, is that it smelled great. The air was permeated with the aromas of fresh bread and garlic. Indeed, since this is an Italian restaurant, you will find pizza, pasta, and other dishes that smell of garlic. We had a seat at a comfortable table on the lower level, affording us a good view of the open kitchen where a very good natured chef was at work. There’s also an upstairs dining area, should you want to take in Nagold’s fabulous views. I also noticed loud dance/pop music, which was a little annoying, but not surprising. The staff appeared to be young and hip.
Bill takes a look at the menu, which was sitting on the table.
This inexpensive eatery offers lots of pizzas, pastas, salads, and a full range of beverages. It appeared to be very kid friendly and casual. Naturally, since it’s next to the supermarket, plenty of people were stopping there before hitting the Edeka for their Saturday shopping chores. Service was okay, although the servers weren’t as attentive as they could have been. They were chatting with the bartender and not noticing when we were ready to order. Also, we ordered a bottle of sparkling water and they brought us one big glass instead. However, it was served with lemon and Bill was fine with forgoing water. We both had nice glasses of red wine.
Here’s a view of the window where food is picked up. The chef appeared to be very pleasant. He’d ring his bell and if one of the two servers didn’t answer, he’d deliver the dish himself with a smile on his face. When I dropped my napkin, he kindly brought me a clean one and disposed of the one that fell.
Bill decided to have Romana Pizza, which was made with ham and cheese. The crust on this pizza was really good. It was probably among the best I’ve had in this area. I don’t like German pizza as a rule, but this wasn’t bad at all.
I had Penne alla Vodka. To be honest, this wasn’t exactly what I was expecting. Vodka sauce, to me, is kind of like a creamy tomato concoction. This tasted more like plain old tomato sauce that was a little heavy on the onion. It had little bits of bacon in it. I would have appreciated some Parmesan cheese and noticed they had some in the fridge by the chef’s window. The waitress never asked, though, and I decided not to trouble her.
Bill was hungry and ate most of his pizza. Unfortunately, I feel like I might be coming down with something and only managed about a third of my dish. They gladly packed up our leftovers for us. Total damage was about 28 euros before the tip. I probably wouldn’t order the pasta dish again, but I would get a pizza there or try one of the other pasta dishes. Overall, it was a good experience. When the weather warms up, they’ll offer seating outdoors, which will make for good people watching. We’ll go back and try it again another time.
After we ate, we decided to go to Edeka. Bill wanted to find some barley because he wants to try to replicate that insane garlic soup we had in the Czech Republic a couple of weeks ago. We didn’t know the word for barley, so I consulted Google and learned that the German word for barley is “Gerste”. We went looking for Gerste, but never did manage to find it. However, I did find something else…
Oh why did I have to find chocolate sandwich spreads? Talk about a present for my ass!
This stuff was a thing twenty years ago. Deadly! It needs a warning on its label!
Before anyone asks, yes, I know all about Nutella. In fact, I know about those deadly chocolate candy bar spreads, too. When I lived in Armenia in the 90s, I used to be able to find both Snickers Bar and PB Max spreads. I’m pretty sure PB Max has been discontinued. Snickers bars are still made, of course, but their devilish spread is no longer. That’s good thing, because that stuff was the devil! It contained about 50 grams of fat per serving! However, nothing was better for slaying the onset of PMS. As it was, today I did pick up a jar of the Twix spread, which I haven’t tried yet. We also got some other fattening treats, just in case I am coming down with whatever crud is going around.
When Bill spotted these bottles in the line to pay for our stuff, he thought it was motor oil. Upon closer inspection, it became clear that these plastic bottles are full of some kind of liqueur. Marketing is a funny thing!
When we go to Edeka, I usually get a kick taking pictures of the cigarette packages. Here in Germany, the warnings include pictures and cover the whole package. I didn’t take any pictures today, but did notice one funny warning that showed a crestfallen shirtless man looking down, along with a stern warning that smoking causes impotency. Leave it to the Germans to pull no punches! I think they should put warnings on candy bar spreads, too, because eating that stuff will make your posterior spread in short order!
Anyway, I hope to get to a more mainstream restaurant soon. Hopefully, tomorrow I won’t be laid out with an illness and there will be a fresh review.