I can't justify anything higher than 3 stars. Food was ok. Service was great and the ambiance would easily be a 5 but for the super uncomfortable seating. Unfortunately, if you eat here, you're getting fucked up the ass by hipsters. No lube.
My real issue at Pinky's is the cost if the food items that are basically super cheap to make but feature only a few flakes of protein. While the "Flied Rice" was delicious, my friend and I had to search through the dish for the soft shell crab. I really disliked that the server brought over the dish, which looked beautiful and then hacked though the whole thing tossing it all together at the table and leaving us to rummage through the mess. Why not pour the dressing over and leave the guest to enjoy the presentation and toss their own rice? Instagram fail.
The ceviche was probably my favourite. Coconut milk made is a little richer than traditional ceviche without sacrificing flavour. I was excited about the charcoal grilled chicken legs, but they fell flat, lacking any real umami and just tasting like charcoal. Mushroom vermicelli was tasty but a complete rip off! Nothing about this dish justifies the price.
Cocktails, which I don't often indulge in, were very well made.
It didn't suck, but for the price, I felt like I did.