Reviews of Eriks Gondolen

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The service was totally damn cruel. Never had a blank glass ever if you say so. We were a bunch of 20 people all were happy with the appetizers, but the main course was a No. Char was oversalted, ordered entrecoté in advance due to large company on medium but got it welldone, noticed that the food was pre-prepped but to be one of Stockholm's most famous restaurants, I think the food should have been something more. Entrecotén the right was At the same time, sick salt, the "sauces" were also salted, in large ways all salt was. The char that was ordered was very watery, salty and came with vegetables that are already saltigt and it was more I eat it to not be disrespectful to the dinner stage so you drink in the meantime until the dessert comes instead. The staff were very helpful and the breakfast was very good. Therefore, just two stars. The staff were very friendly and helpful.

The service was totally damn cruel. Never had a blank glass ever if you say so. We were a bunch of 20 people all were happy with the appetizers, but the main course was a No. Char was oversalted, ordered entrecoté in advance due to large company on medium but got it welldone, noticed that the... Show full »

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As lunch option for a laktosintolreant, an inedible piece was served; A big hard lump that should have been thrown. Not worthy of a tavern like the gondola!

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My fear of heights had always been a fact. That fear needed to be defeated so I took courage to me and managed to take me up to the gondola.

So, I'm there, a billion feet up in the air and nothing else to do than to start processing the fear. Walked up to the bar and managed to bend your lips enough to get out of me ' ' E-A-a W-whiskey s-sour, T-t-thanks ' '

The woman behind the counter looked at me with a mother's Blida glance and threw on two red together the tastiest whiskey sour ' n i drank.

In a second I found my fear of heights utterly unreasonable. How can I have been so scared? It is therefore a matter of Pavlovisking itself with something positive when darkness fades up. Every time I find myself at a height today I dream myself back to that beautiful evening, that foamy drink with a ice cube in the middle.

All time, then!

Rescue the Slussen, Sincerely, Allan

My fear of heights had always been a fact. That fear needed to be defeated so I took courage to me and managed to take me up to the gondola.

So, I'm there, a billion feet up in the air and nothing else to do than to start processing the fear. Walked up to the bar and managed to bend y... Show full »