What can I say….. I like to visit different restaurants and when my sister offered me the chance to use a voucher she’d bought on deals and wasn’t going to be able to use before it expired, well I wasn’t going to say no. Perhaps if I’d visited urbanspoon before I’d accepted this voucher and subsequently made a booking this might have been a different story.
To say that some of the comments were scathing would perhaps be an understatement…. There were some very unhappy punters! So I was going in with very, very low expectations last Thursday night. The place itself is very small and in terms of décor kind of has an mismatched feel to it and doesn’t really suit the polished surrounds of Claisebrook Cove. There were also a few language barriers with the staff and the cutlery on our table wasn’t the cleanest so initial impressions of the place weren’t great.
The voucher provided us with an entrée of Turkish bread and dips, then a choice of any mains and dessert off the menu. No drinks were included so we just stuck with water. The Turkish bread was brought out fairly swiftly and presented to us with no explanation of what the dips were. It was by far the saddest looking plate of Turkish bread and dips I’d ever seen. There were four slices of Turkish bread and then three dips. One was a pesto looking dip so I tried that one…. Had a strange sweetness to it. And the other two were an off white colour and I wasn’t brave enough to try them. With this as our first course I wasn’t looking forward to the rest.
We had both ordered the steak and again when it came out, sizzling on its volcanic rock it didn’t look that great. There was also half a field mushroom. Off to the side were two barely warm boiled potatos and some coleslaw. At the other end was a teeny tiny dish of gravy, which seemed entirely disproportionate to the huge hunk of meat we’d been given….. it was also cold. So I went to town slicing and dicing my meat and cooking it to as close to medium as I could. We also decided to pour the gravy on the stone in an attempt to heat it up. Now I did not have high hopes that I would enjoy this course, but I’ll admit that it was a good steak. I didn’t touch the potatoes and bar an over generous addition of Spanish onion, the salad wasn’t bad either. So a few redeeming features.
Finally for dessert we decided the lava cake sounded like the way to go. I was a little bemused that this came out burning hot after other items had been so light on the heat side. It was a pleasant enough dessert – basically a warm chocolate fondant cake with a side of ice cream. There was also a swirl of strawberry syrup for good measure, but it really wasn’t need and had quite a sickly sweetness to it….. though I do recall as a child that I couldn’t get enough of that pink sauce on vanilla ice cream…. ahh those were the days, but I digress.
In all, whilst there was a few highlights to the meal, as an experience it’s not one I’ll be rushing back to relive…. And its not a place I would recommend to others….. even with a voucher.