The room is light and bright, and considering how modern everything looks, the stools are surprisingly comfortable. There are four, long curved tables (three of which seat eight, and one for four) so sharing Wagamama style is the order of the day. Service is friendly and the food arrives briskly on modern plates. The starters include the ubiquitous chicken satay and it is done well here, even if the sauce is a little on the sweet side. On the menu it is claimed that 'blachan chicken' is marinated in prawn paste before being deep-fried - you wouldn't have known, as the strips of chicken arrive like a tastier, less greasy, but bland version of the Colonel's chicken nuggets. Pleasant enough. The dumplings are good, especially if you splash out on a small saucer of 'sambal blachan' - a red sludge made from prawns and chillies that is not over-the-top fiery but does add a belt of heat.