The food really is poor. A starter of Nachos inexplicably came with two shot-glasses, emblazoned with the Polish flag, that contained sour cream and chopped tomato (supposedly salsa); I'm assuming the Polish like to pass their winter nights trying to force a nacho into a shot-glass without breaking it, but we had yet to learn the technique. The mussels chowder wasn't chowder at all but an over-salted cheese sauce. I left most of my main of paella: it was homogenous, tasteless, and stale: old rice, tiny shrivelled pieces of chicken, and one piece of lime to add any flavour when an orchard of lemons would have been insufficient; the effect of eating cardboard was however somewhat alleviated by the small pieces of soggy brocolli which kept me on my toes. In other areas, the prices were reasonable, but the bathroom was dark and dank. It was 1:30pm on a Sunday afternoon, and there were only two elderly ladies present (I assume they had no local knowledge of the place either), so with such limited custom you can at least expect good service before this place closes down.
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