If you're looking for a unwelcoming environment with an owner whose attitude is nothing less than confronting, this is the venue for your next shisha shindig.
After being welcome by the hostess, you will be directed to sit wherever you'd like, in the odds-on situation that it's not too busy. Fortunately, for my party, it seemed like it was a quiet weekday, and so we drew solace from the notion that likely only a few Melbournians are unfortunate enough to set foot inside this haphazardly-run business.
After waiting 10 or so minutes for your order, you will then - if your experience is anything like my party's - be subjected to strains of a manager's tirade, from the adjacent booth. Sentence fragments such as, "you're a dog", "what games are you playing", "shut your fucking Pakistani mouth", and "I'll make you hungry for money when I sack you" might waft their way over to your booth, as she updates her staff -- your server -- on the latest workplace policies. This is sure to create an atmosphere consistent with the levels of service you can expect.
This is a business you should stay away from not only because you will have a shocking time you're sure to regret, but if you have any sense of moral obligation to those who might follow in your footsteps, you should support the demise of this grotesque enterprise, lest others unwittingly patronise it, and subsequently be subject to what, during our visit, seemed like nothing but repugnant people. read more