"A hotel with a staff that will welcome you until you have paid your accommodation. The room is clean, but for some reason when the air conditioner is on, the TV is on at the same time. Strange urgency from the sewer, though it looks clean. The cafe at the hotel is a war, recalling the writing from a safe distance. Small breakfasts on the Swedish table system. I suspect that omlet and casha are not just on water, but on water. Business lunch only at the price of 400 rubles. The portions of the size for a kitten whose stomach is less than a pin. It also seems that the cook doesn't know that frozen foods must be discooled before cooking. The staff has proved to me that the chicken from which the blood is bleeding is ready. After I asked to take a plate with this "this dish" into the kitchen for a hot meal, neither my dish nor any replacement, but three people stood by a wall demanding (softly speaking) to pay, I didn't have time to take a picture of my plate without expecting such a ham of staff, but I managed to take a "ready" chicken on a plate from my husband. Leaving from the cafe, I heard after such narratives that my jaw didn't even hang out, but just fell off. I went on to the 4-star hotel, where the cafe is located, where the administrator allowed herself to ZARAT: "what... you all are here with your complaints about the cafe." I will sum up: there are many hotels without extremism and even more cafes with food actually brought to readiness. And for acute feelings lovers - what is necessary! Hamstie will be at the highest level."