Got there at 6:30pm with my girlfriend after trying to find it for 20 minutes. Eventually found it tucked away behind a hotel.

No one in there except for owner/management on a laptop and a fuyuan playing with her phone at the bar.

Ordered - starters turned up within literally 3 minutes, and salads were soggy as though they'd been sat around for a while. Soup was lukewarm and pretty measly. A half-full bowl of soup.

Finished starters - not impressed, but hopefully the main will be better.

Ten minutes later, I noticed one waiter from upstairs had brought some dishes down and left them on a far table for another waitress to bring to our table. A few minutes later, I noticed they were still there and asked if they were ours.

They were. The surly waitress - seemingly annoyed to have been disturbed from her game of Angry Birds - tossed the dishes on our table and went back to the bar.

By now they were cold.

Cold indeterminate meat skewers. Not impressed so far.

Next dish, turned up shortly after. This was actually quite nice.

After we had waited fifteen minutes for our last dish - a pancake and fruit dessert, I asked the waitress how long it would be. She told me "soon".

Five more minutes; "How much longer?" "A few minutes."

Five minutes later the upstairs waiter brings down the dish, dumps it on the far table and shouts to the surly waitress. She ignores him.

Two minutes later I bawled at her to get our dish. She gets it, drops it on the table and goes back to her phone.

The four tiny pancakes are stone cold. "F*ck this, let's get the bill."

While surly is fetching the bill, my girlfriend accidentally knocks her glass off the table.

"Sorry, about that." Surly tuts, picks up the broken glass and just says "20 kuai" as she walks away.

"What did she say?" "I think she said '20 kuai'."

"Excuse me, what was that?" "You must pay 20 kuai for the broken glass."

"Get the manager."

To manager: "Do you speak English?" "No, what's the problem?" "Am I being charged for accidentally breaking a glass?" "Yes, it says in the menu that you have to pay if you break a glass." "Please show me the menu."

She then shows me the menu where it reads that a broken glass costs between 100 and 200rmb.

I throw my money on the table and walk out, hungry and angry, never to ever consider going to this sh*t hole again.

To summarise: expensive food, awful service and charges for broken glass.

What could be better?

If you take off the Bellydancing from the restaurant, the restaurant will close.

We were there the other day after reading the admin review of decor and ornat stuff !

While the decor is quite good and impressive we were disappointed by the food.

The kebbabs, the spicy rice we ordered the breads ,nothing were as good as we r used to at Bittepitta or Rumi or 1001 nights.

There were few men in their 50s who were ogling at the bar dancer and that was the crowd.

I dont think anyone comes here for good food.

And Yes Beijinger sold the agenda covering the dancer picture was a good marketing strategy as sex sells. You did exactly what the restaurant did.

Being myself a girl , surely I wouldnt want any girl,or daughter to sell her body like the dancer does there. If you have no brains and cant study ,there are many other professions , a Belly dancer is just short of a prostitue.With lewd men ogling at you I am sure no sensible girl would like to take up a career like that .

Outrageously expensive, shockingly bad (and rude) service, and oily over-spiced food.

Throw in "traditional Uzbek music" (aka "two guys launching iTunes on laptops while standing around in traditional costumes") which sounded more like dance club tracks played so loud you can't actually have a conversation, and you've got a disastrous evening.

25 RMB for a crappy lamb skewer (羊肉串). 50-60 RMB for a bowl of rice? Are you kidding me?

We couldn't get out quickly enough. We went home and had dinner.