I am awarding 2 stars, 1 for the waitress, after all she cannot be held accountable for the chefs offerings and 1 for the building which is so lovely. This seems to make the awful food we had an even bigger misdemeanour given the surroundings it is cooked and served in. This was my third visit here & previous meals, while being too big were good. The food we were served in an amazingly quick time frame last night (22nd Sep) can only be described as horrendous . To be fair my prawn tempura starter would have been nice but for the addition of the God awful sticky black sauce drizzled all over them this ruined them for me. My husbands focaccia stater was again ruined by the inexplicable black sticky drizzle. However the arrival of our main courses a mere 5 minutes after the starter plates had been removed made our starters look like fine dining. I opted for chicken cacciatore, my husband had saltimbocca. Our main courses looked exactly alike. The black sticky stuff had been drizzled with gay abandon which made both main courses taste exactly alike too. This is an amazing feat given that one is chicken and one is veal. We both had a strange but identical medley of large chunks of vegetables with something I have never seen or eaten before and hopefully will never have the misfortune of seeing on my plate ever again, a rock hard, mound of cold rice. These were all served on top of liberally drizzled rocket leaves and chips. I feel sure most people would agree that chips should be served with salt, vinegar, maybe ketchup or even mayonnaise but never ever with the inexplicable black sticky stuff. My chicken was passable but most of it went to a nice ginger cat who adopted me for as long as my chicken lasted. My husbands veal by his own admission was dreadful. He at first thought it was bread such was its colour and blandness. I don't eat veal because I don't like to think of their suffering and this one unfortunately definitely died in vain. I have worked as a waitress in my younger days in a couple of nice restaurants and am lucky enough to have eaten in some lovely places down through the years and have had good and bad experiences. I sometimes marvel at how restaurants literally shoot themselves in the foot with bad service and food, the experience last night made me marvel like I had never marvelled before. It also made me sad and angry, how can they not see what they are doing? The chef in my view needs replacing, that might sound harsh but anyone who can make two completely different main courses look and taste exactly the same needs to rethink their career. The restaurant was very quiet last night we were in and out in 40mins. We sat just inside the door so therefore it makes perfect sense to keep us in there as long as possible so potential diners can look in and see customers. So why rush the food out? This also of course tells us that the awful food is not even being freshly prepared? I would not go back as you can probably gather from my review but if the manager or owner wish to contact me I am happy talk to them, if only to say they have an amazing building and potential if they get in a decent chef and stop rushing people out.