If you haven’t been to Plaza Damas, don’t forget to pack a backpack with clothes, food and water to last you 3 days because the possibility of you getting lost here is very probable and don’t waste your time asking the tenants here too. Equally hopeless. Parked at D (which we later found out meant Block D) and to when we arrive at the surface, we asked a tenant where Wine House was located and confidently he pointed us to the shop beside a mamak. Walked all the way there and didn’t find the shop. Walked further down and asked another lady tenant where The Wine House was. Again pointed confidently towards the mamak and told me it was 2 shops away from the mamak. At this point, I felt I was either blind or my brains were fried, too stupid to understand. I decided to call the shop directly and found out it was located at the other end at Block G! Luckily for us, the weather was nice and windy on that day and sights of water fountain with wave features were very comforting to us… you know… if we get lost again… at least got water around for us to drink.
Arrived at the The Wine House at 12:20pm after walking around finding our way for the past 30 minutes. We were shown to a table on level 1 where we would need to take a small lift inside the restaurant itself. How cool is that? I didn’t know at that point of time, I would get the opportunity to ride the lift up and down countless times. We were the only customers at level 1 and with the super low lighting and sun-light proof (i.e. black out) and if any white figure floated about, I would have made a run for it.
Anyways, ordered our food from a waiter who smelt of alcohol when he spoke to us and was half alert when he was taking our orders and I had to repeat myself multiple times to him and had to request for him to repeat our order (I don’t normally ask ppl to do it… but a drunk waiter cannot be good news) which he did flimsily.
Tick tock… waited for 15 minutes… nothing came… not even our drinks or soup… after about 20 minutes, my free rides in the small lift began. Rode it down, only to find him waiting to enter the lift with my wife’s honey lemon. Went up with him. But where was my coffee??!?!?! He went back downstairs, got back up the lift and served my coffee. Ok… so the lift is small, but not so small that it can only fit 1 honey lemon/drink at a time.
After waiting for another 15 minutes, went back downstairs (in the lift) to ask him where’s our food. The waiter said “Sorry but we’ve been busy serving”... I looked around and there was only 1 occupied table outside!!! Utter rubbish! If it weren’t for the chi from the water fountain earlier, I would have blown up at him. Went back up, to wait some more. The soup arrived shortly.
Waited somemore. And somemore. Went back down after another 15 minutes to asked him where our main course were. BS me again to say busy with customers. Told him to hurry up… like as fast as you down your last glass of alcohol before you served us. Went back up in the lift. Short and long of it all, I had to go back down one more time to hurry him up.
The best part, when the food arrive, he actually forgot another order we made!!! This place is a total joke! Food isn’t great. So-so and totally not worth your money and the frustration you have to go through unless you love riding lifts.
This place should be renamed – “The Lift Shop – Ride it as much as you want”.
Location:
LotG-0-03, Plaza Damas,
Jalan Sri Hartamas 1,
50480 Kuala Lumpur,
03-6201 0830
i thought it was just me and my bad mood that day that the food didn't look good nor taste good. But looking back at your pictures now, i don't think i was the problem. In fact i feel like giving myself a pat on my back for gulping down the entire oily pumpkin soup.
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