"I don't like to write negative critikens, but in this case the service was so inappropriate that I would like to deter others from the waste of their hard-earned gelding on this over expensive suburban. a friend organized a group dinner, the first time that each of...it was everywhere on the market for a year because of my girlfriend it had been, maybe there were times before and rave about the food and service. I was really excited about the evening! I eat a keto diet and was very clear about the owner. when a large plate of broth and olive oil has been placed on the table keto is simple; no grains, no sugar, no high-carb vegetables) I asked if I might have a bottle of olive? the owner explained that he stopped serving olives because his diners spit on the floor! Maybe portentous given my experience? So no, it seems there were no olives available for this diner. no olive in a restaurant? when I asked for a certain salat for me (small, green, simple lemon and olive oil dressing) I had to ask three times before he took my order, so he intended on the bragging 'leave it to me, I will all put them in the middle of the table'. it was not a rocket science, but this type made me seriously uncomfortable to ask what I wanted. at each oyster, the oysters were small and disappointing. the shell was cold while it was tasteful. my medium-sized steak was overdue and cold. it came decorated with a slender fiber band of sweet kartoffels like a flag. on the plate was nothing else; No one asked us the six as our meals were, or I asked for another steak. because the owner had made it abundantly clear that whispering would not be an option for me, I decided to make my exit after my terrible pornstar and approach him to settle my bill at the bar. it was no other way around (and surprisingly, it was hardly a busy night) but he audibel sighed complaining “we do not share invoices”. coming from the worst abort in the history of Australia, a group of six people who could spend more than they could normally afford to support the choice of our friend of suburban dining and again, was I made to feel small and uncomfortable with my last question? I stood on my floor, I said I knew exactly what I had (I don't drink any alcohol) and left after the payment for most average meal I had in a long time. again I was not asked if I had enjoyed my meal. I am stunned that this place will make it possible to stay open based on my experience. I had budgeted for my meals, doubling them my usual dining room budget (and when I say my industry was ignored by any government covid support, so this was a big deal) in my favorite Fitzroy-Pub, which could show this place one or two about hospitality, a word that ironically promises to be hospitable. I am stunned that the owner was so deaf on simple asking and seemed to miss the important task to ensure that five new diners had a nice experience and possibly would return. by the way, if they are brave enough to waste their money here, they do not sit on the front or risk of being blinded by the sunset. instead of looking at clever design options, the owner cried again about the advice and their refusal to allow blinds that would block the sun. a beautiful large pottery would do the trick and add something ambiente to this austere facility. since I do not return, I can only hope that some lessons can be learned from this terrible experience of this diner."