A set menu for $45 consisting of rubbery calamari with the worst tartare sauce I've ever had the misfortune to ingest.
Followed, slowly, by boiled chicken pieces, drenched in some white sauce and avocado (at least I hope that's what it was) and some sorry looking carrots and beans. The whole meal looked 'dumped' on the plate and resembled truck caf fare.
I sent back the calamari and the owner came over to ask 'what the problem was' in an aggressive manner.
I told her my calamari was rubbery to which I received the reply 'We've all tried it and it's fine' (what the....?), and 'No-one elses is rubbery'. I motioned to the table that I was not alone and she asked my friends who agreed that it was indeed elastic band texture. I also informed her that the sauce was revolting was told it couldn't be as they made it themselves?! Oh, ok then!
I was offered something else, I declined and said I just wouldnt pay for the starter and was told Im not going to argue over $10.
The one drink ordered on our table was forgotten, the table next to us, who ordered after us, had finished their starters before we'd even got ours and we were finally given them almost 2 hours after sitting down!
The lowlight of the evening was when the owner started singing old songs so loudly that all conversation was almost impossible.
If I can save just one person from the misfortune of eating here this review has been worth it.