Sunnys Shop — Restaurant in Adelaide

You will scarcely credit the entertainment I endured last night. Imagine me, seated alone, intent upon nothing more scandalous than duck noodles, a glass of modest Sauvignon Blanc, and the occasional daydream. The food was beyond reproach: smoky duck gliding through silken noodles, eggplant so rich and wicked it could corrupt a bishop, and vegetables so green and earnest they might have been designed to impress a clergyman’s wife. All was serenity-until the family at the next table took it upon themselves to transform the dining room into a travelling circus.

Picture, if you will, a family: two grandparents, their son, a daughter-in-law, and a boy of about five. The grandfather-enormous in form and louder still in manner-was determined to be noticed. His first amusement was to embarrass the waitress with repeated declarations that his grandson “loved her.” You may imagine the poor young woman’s smile, fixed with the same desperation as a wax figure in Madame Tussaud’s.

This gentleman then devised a new diversion: transforming chopsticks into drumsticks. He instructed the child to pound upon the table with such vigour that I feared the soy sauce bottles would rise in protest. Not content with this cacophony, the boy struck his mother repeatedly, while the patriarch clapped along, beaming at his creation as though he had single-handedly invented percussion. The mother, meanwhile, looked the very image of a woman reconsidering her marriage vows, her patience hanging by a single thread of jasmine rice.

For thirty minutes this indecency continued, and I, who had hoped merely to sip wine in peace, felt my nerves unravel as though I were the hero of one of my own novels, beset not by suitors but by lunatics. At last, unable to contain myself, I leaned forward and addressed the grandfather directly: “Why, sir, are you teaching your grandson to use eating implements as drumsticks? Do you, yourself, take a knife and fork to the timpani?” And without waiting for his stammer, I pointed out the obvious-that his grandson’s enthusiasm had already transformed his mother into a drum.

The silence that followed was, I confess, most gratifying. The man looked struck dumb (a rare improvement), the mother permitted herself a flicker of gratitude, and I returned to my noodles with renewed appetite. Alas, the child continued drumming, though with less encouragement, and I considered my intervention a modest success.

In conclusion, the food was excellent, the service admirable, and the patrons lamentable. Rosemont Hall deserves four stars, the missing fifth being lost in the clatter of chopsticks against maternal shoulders. Should you ever dine there, bring with you an appetite for duck and eggplant-but also a stern countenance and a...

We went to Sunny’s restaurant as a group of 9 people on a Saturday night. The atmosphere was good and the food was great- absolutely no faults with the flavour of the food. When we booked in we were told we would have to do the banquet, there was no price listed when we booked. Then we turned up and asked about the banquet and the waiter told us that the chefs will just pick and choose which meals to send us, when we asked about price per head we were told that they will work it out once the food had all come out which was quite strange and something I have never experienced before. We didn’t let it deter us because we were all really keen and hungry! The food came out and it was delish and we were super full by the time mains had finished, we were then asked if we wanted dessert to which we said no and that we were very content and full from the food prior. The waiter then began putting plates down and we said that we said no to dessert to which they told us it was included in the banquet. We said ok, seeing we’re already paying for it we may as well get it. When we received the bill, we learnt that we had been charged $75ph for the banquet which was fine. The main problem was that we had been charged for 5x additional desserts that clearly were not included in the banquet, even though we said we didn’t want them…. I have always enjoyed eating out but I have never experienced service like this before. It’s so disappointing when the food is great but the service is so poor that you’ll never want to go back.

If booking for a large group I would be very...

Nice decor but very dark (couldn't see menu properly), extremely busy, but very loud. Forget about a quiet meal with friends. Firstly our drinks didn't come until about halfway through our meal. The meals were all average sizes. My crispy eggplant which seemed to be about half a dozen dumplings and a bit if green stuff was flooded in a sauce/soy sauce that I didn't know what I was eating. I was asked if I'd like chilli sauce to accompany my food, I said yes thinking it's something just offered like parmassen cheese at an Italian restaurant, but when the bill came it was an extra charge of almost $5. I didn't have it anyway. Four pieces of roti bread $19. Dessert, 4 scoops of icecream for $88, was outrageous! Average drink was $20-$25, we only had 1 each, there was five of us. I asked for a rose` it was awful, tasted like a cheap and bitter white wine, clear in colour. Our meals were around $30 each, there were 5 of us and the bill was $398. Far too noisy for 5 friends having aa catch up. No wonder...