Prosit Restaurant

Doesn't Recommend

Cynthia m

Joined 2 years ago

No dont go!. Do not go...the people are mean and cant wait until you leave. No smiles anywhere..no talk...no fun staff at all... Food is ok but very uncomfortable... we were only there until 9 pm on a saturday night! They make you feel as if you are intrusive...We will never go back!

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pupchen

Joined 6 years ago

the most considered food I have had in all my travels. PROSIT: Prepare to be astounded.

To find a German/Polish restaurant in whitebread Williamsville was to make my curious mind quite engaged.

To speak of bread, theirs' is quite fabulous: babka or pannetone, rye with caraway,dark bread. Sweet butter and dill. Salad, including the best mixed greens, grapes, baby peas, "weggitables" , homemade "dark" croutons and dressings, including Polish tomato/onion/bacon and gorgonzola/creamy.

Everything is served on antique plates, each different and wonderful. The owner is a trained pastry chef, and her husband a quality control person, who obviously contributes to the impeccable experience. A son is a gracious waiter.

We each tried their mixed plate, which combined a fine (red) German sausage with delicate, bite-correct red cabbage (sauerkraut would not work ) and a rather lovely, quite large pierogi made with a dry farmer's cheese. The plate also provided sufficient portions of sour cream and hot mustard for this ethnic mix, as well as sauteed vegetables, never seen anymore here. We were also given an amazing side dish that I have ever tasted, thick with butter, spices and good freshly-sauteed apples.

I ordered a side of golumbki, (holuptchi in Ukranian) to check it out, even though I don't care for it; I have a theory that pearl barley was replaced, horribly, by minute rice in the US . No question this stuffed cabbage bore no resemblance to what I've had, in poverty or elegance. I did taste fresh nutmeg, I did note that it was, thankfully, not tomato sauce, but rather a pureed trinity, albeit insufficiently drained. Nevertheless, good.

The potato pancake was like nothing I've ever had: now I know why the Russian nobility served them with caviar: put these to your tongue and they melt.

Reservations are essential; parking is generous. This is a very special, private place for people who like well-prepared ethnic food. Seating is extremely limited, menu is very selective.