McBrides on the Square

Im afraid…
I mean REALLY afraid…
To write a review on this place in case SHE finds me!
Me and GF stopped here on way back from the coast, restaurant is upstairs. and by the time you climb to the top its too late!!!
SHE is waiting there… fangs and all.
I mean this is the waitress from hell guys, she took an instant dislike to me… I think it was the whole ‘table for 2 please’ that put her off, how dare we disturb her Sunday evening of doing nothing.
Look lets dispense with the food, it was nice… I got Hake goujons, with Hoi Sin sauce only non came, rotweiller snarled at me ‘you want tartare??’ I meekly said yes please and none came… I was too scared to ask again… GF had curry which looked (and smelled) great the chef is probably shit scared of the Rotweiller too so he dishes out good grub in case SHE is asked to return it.
Décor out of a 1980s sit com, tired and dated… but the most off putting was the view of loyalist flags hanging out every window. I mean come on guys get that crap down its way past July.
Food was 7÷10…
Setting ²⁄₁₀.
Service −100÷10… (am I allowed to go into negatives?)