Visited this restaurant after reading a recommendation in a guide book. Not sure exactly what to expect. The set up could be described as 'rough and ready', not particularly pretty, with bar supplies piled up adjacent to our table. However the place was packed, even early in the evening. As we perused the menu, undecided, the restaurant owner quickly identified us as Brits and said not to worry as he would 'take care' of us. We were slightly disconcerted by this, but didn't need to be, as we were soon devouring starters of Portabello mushrooms, fried peppers and calamari and then won ton soup, followed by sesame chicken with sweet potato, beef with pak choi and shrimp with apple. All delicious and very much enjoyed. When all was eaten we were asked if we would like any more food, but we were all full. Ah - you say - but what about the bill? Well, at $120 for 4 of us including 5 x drinks, we didn't feel that we had been 'had' by any means. Yes, the pace is brisk here, but we didn't feel rushed. This is a business with limited space that depends on bums on seats, so you cannot argue about the efficiency of the staff. The owner pointed out a picture of one of his previous customers, a Mr Jamie Oliver, on the wall. Cheesy, but we would agree that this place is full of character and, indeed, 'pukka'!!