I was a little forlorn that I failed to visit The Suite in it's heyday. Tucked away in Shenton Park, this little place is warm and inviting with exposed brick and vintage kitsch bric a brac dotted about the place. It gives off the feeling that one glass of wine would turn into a bottle or two with the relaxed seating beckoning you to stay.
Sadly, the service was really haphazard albeit a very slow trading Saturday. They missed the little things, offering water, ensuring we had enough glasses, leaving menus on the tables and forgetting cutlery. I wolfed down fruit toast served on the cooler side of warm. The icy cold butter did not have the chance to melt. Everyone's meals were nice, which I guess in eating terms does not rate too highly. I used to hear such good things so I hope The Suite gets an injection of awesome before it totally falls off the radar.
On a good note the birthday girl loved her Urban Locavore box with it's French accent. The perfect gift for a friend who loves food.