Abdul’s Restaurant — Restaurant in Sydney

Civilians beware! Zombies only. The dining experience at Abdul's is sort of, but not really, like walking into a cemetery - if you're a zombie. Everything edible inside the joint tastes amazing. Our flesh of choice was a selection of mixed platters (meat, chicken and veg with baba ghanoush and garlic sauce). Each platter comes with a superb falafel ball. Plus they throw in some free flat breads, peppers and olives to keep things fresh (yes, our olives were fresh). For dessert - the almond roll soothes the stomach, though my zombie herd were of the opinion that it was on the sweeter side (the palette of the zombie is more amenable to the bitterness of warm blood). Sipping on their Lebanese black coffee is like kicking back in an industrial quarantine zone after a long but successful day out with z-mates feasting during the apocalypse.

So the edible manifestations at Abdul's are top notch. What makes it a cemetery? The service, which makes the ambience of the place deathly. The woman in charge, the maitre-de, is the human embodiment of Hades having a tantrum on a bright sunny day. She is as sullen as she is morose. Making a request for flesh or liquid nourishment from her is like trying to talk to a teenager glued to Facebook on her iPhone - a huge inconvenience. Once the order is placed, this sullenly bag of meat and bones lets out a sulky grunt as if you've just told her she can't have ice cream for the rest of her life. Grabbing her attention is like trying to hail a taxi in NYC on New Years Eve. Talking with her is like trying to start a friendly chat with a mummy embalmed for centuries in a crypt. You get the point. (As I am a zombie, this behaviour worked up quite the appetite).

I visited Abdul's for the food and was not disappointed, as it is the flesh of my prey that keeps me standing to this day, while many of my companions have perished. However, if you're on the look out for a pleasant night out and a cheery ambience, you can stay at home and watch some TV with that cousin you put up with but don't really like. It'll be more pleasant than a second in the presence of the ambulating pillar of lugubrious disdain that sulks the...

I'm a big fan of Lebanese food. After eating some great Lebanese food in London, I went to this place with great expectations.

The food quality was average. The service was poor. There was one Lebanese young girl, she was good. Serving with a smile. But the Lebanese guy was very curt and wasn't really enjoying the job. Seemed like his family was forcing him to do the job, as it seems like a family run place.

The worst was the elderly lady at the till. She seemed like the boss lady and the mother figure to all others. She was really bad. I finished my food and walked to the till to pay. She took my bill, calculated the amount and was about to get paid. Just then a white lady came to pay. The elderly lady at the till ignored me. Handled that lady first. I was first at the till. Why was I served last? Because the elderly lady seemed racist.

I would never go back and would not recommend this place to...

Terrible customer service. I had my boyfriends birthday here, was overcharged $490! During my initial discussion with the restaurant manager I was told that there had been a death in the family that day and they had to put on a new boy to cover who was inexperienced, and she would organise a refund. I then received a call 20minutes later and was told that they won’t be refunding the $490 as they had counted 10people more than were in attendance, and she said the they had called me prior to the booking and I confirmed 30 people (which never actually happened). I ended up paying for 30 people when 20 attended and 4 of those had paid directly for themselves to the restaurant. So in fact I paid for 14 more people than I should have! Absolutely disgusting! The staff were so disorganised that the birthday cake was even bought out twice in the space of 5 minutes, with the candles re-lit, by the...