Although the food is fine and the service is polite, when you’re this close to the Red Light district’s main canal you somehow always get the feeling that you’re about to be fleeced. You can order the steak and spare ribs specials that probably lured you inside, but the staff are keen to point out better, more expensive, options once you sit down. The foyer area is meant to look like a chapel, which is no doubt some kind of homage to the restaurant’s namesake St. Morris, but the rest of the half cellar is in standard steakhouse style with lots of chunky wooden furniture.
