The very concept of a dining experience in Tuart Hill should seem counter-intuitive. You are not mistaken.
This venue is not deserving of the term Restaurant.
Arriving at 7.30 on a Saturday, and waiting a good 10 minutes for drink service, we were informed that the wait for all a la carte entrees and mains would be an hour or so. The remaining option was the buffet. Before being able to make a decision, the nauseating audio-visual spectacle of belly dancing began. The grating music to accompany the dancer came by way of three speakers on stands above the venue's tiled floor... at full volume. Myself and others ended up escaping outside to give our ears some relief until it had stopped another 20 minutes later. As a visual spectacular I think I might have struggled to keep any food down had I been dining at the time.
Returning inside and feeling quite hungry, I went for the buffet. There were some baked kind of salads mostly in the form of slop, some kebabs, chicken wings, rice, vegetables and crusty chips that were basically falling apart. None of the food, at least the meats, were at all hot. I had one medium sized plate.
Just to think of what that could have got me at somewhere like LaLola or Divido's is truly nauseating.
Take your custom and money elsewhere and have a considerably more pleasurable evening.