I came here because it was a closer Peking duck restaurant in North York.
The interior was dingy and interesting. I can't think of a word to pinpoint my feelings towards the mauve patterned walls with oriental dolls and fish tanks as decoration. Additionally, my friend made a reservation for us but they didn't seem to have it in their books - possibly because she made it in English. You could say we started off on the wrong foot.
Once we got seated, she asked the waiter if we could get chrysanthemum tea. He agreed and to our disappointment, we were served green tea instead. I wish they didn't agree to giving it to us if they didn't have it/didn't understand English. Throughout our dinner, I felt as though we were ignored for the rest of dinner compared to the other tables because of the communication barrier. I'm sure it will be a better experience if you can speak Mandarin. This could also have been because it was very busy night.
The duck was good and food itself was fine. Unfortunately, the service we had ruined our experience.