This bare-bones Toronto favourite goes about its business; an unnecessarily large bar somewhat restricts seating, but the cozy, softly lit room is loaded with charm. The name of the game here is homestyle Thai and Malaysian, expressed via sometimes puzzling sauces and perplexing textures. Chicken satay is moister and smokier than most; a rust-coloured sweetish chicken soup, fragrant with lemon grass, hits the spot and readies the appetite. Cold spring rolls are unexceptional. Loaded with veggies, both mango chicken and basil chicken suffer from overly tenderized bird; cloyingly sweet sauces lacking their advertised flavours. In contrast, supple beef slices bathe in blessedly restrained oyster sauce. Leading a strong finish are sticky rice and authentically prepared hunks of spicy eggplant. Genial service. A full range of alcoholic beverages and a small dessert carte are available.