Having waited for over an hour and a half for our meals at the faux Irish pub (and watching everyone else get served, while the waitress resolutely refused to make eye contact) we moved on to the only remaining dining facillity in town.
That would be when Brian and his wife had the lease. He was always p!ssed by 5.00 pm and by 7.00 pm she and the cook were throwing plates at each other. He had a mongrel dog that wandered around the bar and dining room. Funny to watch but few ate there when they were licensees.
They've gone and the place is vastly improved.
The Golden Dragon is east one block and the Club Motel east two blocks. Both excellent.