After asking another local business owner for a lunch suggestion, they suggested either The Greenhouse or The Hoey Moey. The Greenhouse appeared to be a standard ALH owned venue so went with The Hoey Moey.

Arrived at a deserted venue (it was a Monday) and seated ourselves as nobody was there to greet us (the young lass with plaited hair was remarkably inattentive). We sat down, read the menu and decided on the specials. Went to order and was informed that the kitchen wasn't ready to take orders (at most venues orders are taken early but the kitchen doesn't start until they're ready). No big drama, get some drinks. The bar had a good choice on tap, so I ordered a Coopers for myself and my wife (who is a Type I diabetic) ordered a Coke Zero.

My wife took one sip and said "this has sugar in it" - confirmed with a glucometer. Quizzed old mate at the bar and he said "I pressed this button!" gesturing at the Coke Zero. Entirely possible someone has hooked up the wrong syrup but he was arguing the toss. Eventually gave us a bottled Coke Zero.

OK, time to order. I asked for the wagyu on the special board. Someone who appeared senior in the kitchen yelled out "there's no wagyu!". Hey, let's go for the next best option on the board, the ceviche.

"There's no ceviche either!" was the reply. This bloke was muttering expletives as he walked from the kitchen (felt his frustration). Right, nachos it is.

The kitchen was actually working very well, and we received our dishes in a great time frame. I was pleasantly surprised by the degree of heat in the nachos - it was overpowering - however if this was served to a regular punter they would more than likely complain.

The only thing of note here was the great kitchen performance - otherwise give the service staff a wide berth.