Not much more to say, really. It can be a busy place, but there's no excuse for a waitress not showing my other half to our table, even though I'd expressly asked her to do so.
That meant she was left wandering around a busy restaurant with no idea where our table was, and led to a member of the bar staff barging into her and covering her in booze.
If I was a little less British and more inclined to make a scene, by God, the management would've heard about it. So I'll vent my fury semi-anonymously on the internet instead. That'll show them.
Anyway, the food was serviceable, and probably a step up from the deep-fried guff served everywhere else in the town.
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