Went in at lunchtime mid-week. I was greeted by an angry-looking woman who seemed not to enjoy being disturbed at work. I bought a passable (but small) roti and a drink.
Really, I just wanted to see what all the fuss was about.
I live near here, and most nights the music is blaring out their front door until midnight or later. Drunken patrons stumble around the parking lot, sometimes with drinks in their hands. I've personally witnessed a few using the parking lot as their bathroom. I've seen cases of beer being ferried to an adjacent parking lot and surreptitiously placed in the trunks of waiting cars.
And so I just wanted to see if the crappy neighbors actually serve decent food.
The answer is, "Meh."