If you're looking for a cautionary tale of how not to run a restaurant, we unfortunately found it. On Valentine’s weekend, the place was empty, now we know why. They managed to ruin my partners birthday surprise by loudly announcing the party was upstairs—despite me calling in advance. The bill? Full of items we never ordered. Two dishes didn’t even arrive, and when they finally did, they were cold. We brought our own birthday cake, big mistake. They slapped it down on the table at the end, still in its bag, The place itself? Filthy. The toilets? Revolting. And the service? Worse than non-existent, yet they still slapped a £40 “service” charge on—despite us ordering via an app. The worst par...
