It pains me to have to write this review as the two people running this restaurant obviously set out to give their own interpretation of Chinese food, and not stick to the traditional "Westernised" version with which we are all so familiar.
We went here after reading good reviews, but were rather surprised to find the place almost empty on a Saturday night! The (non-Chinese) gentleman who served us, sporting a red baseball cap, was cheerful, polite and efficient. So we waited with great expectations for the arrival of our food which we were eagerly looking forward to after a hard day's walking along Offa's Dyke.
But oh dear! The prawn dumplings looked about as unappetising as they turned out to be, and were slightly burnt. To say that they looked like aborted foetuses languishing on a large white plate was no exaggeration. And then I had the duck, which, when it arrived, looked more like South African biltong and was so dried up it resisted even a fierce attach with the knife. The sweet and sour pork was probably the best dish, but heavily overwhelmed with the taste of Soy sauce. When the noodles arrived, they were just that: a bowlful of sad-looking yellow limp things all on their own with no attempt to make them look more cheerful.
Needless to say, this was one of the worst meals I've ever had, and the wine was ghastly too. The only saving grace was that they didn't take a service charge.
So, if you're looking to eat Chinese in Monmouth, I'd look for somewhere else!!
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