bad night. the special of the night was fish and chips, featuring a beer-battered red snapper andsteakfries. looking for an easy but filling dish to satisfy before visiting the theatre, this seemed to fit the bill. lo and behold, after a 10 minute search, there was no malt vinegar to be had. i requested tartar sauce, as a close second choice, and was told the kitchen staff would make it on the spot. the entree arrived, larger than life, and drier than any desert has a right to be. the snapper was too delicate to be fried, therefore tough. the batter was not crisp nor seasoned. and the tartar sauce resembled liquified sour cream. if this is the featured entree of the night, more forethought should have gone into it. luckily, our night was redeemed by a comical and uplifting play. cheers!