Hard Rock isn’t just a restaurant, or a café, for that matter; it’s an assault on the senses that starts at the Hard Rock shop, which guests are channelled through on arrival, to the food. The jumbo combo platter offers an array of deep-fried treats, including potato skins, chicken wings, spring rolls, onion rings, tupelo-style chicken (boneless chicken wings) and enough blue cheese sauce to induce a coronary. The burgers are big, juicy and overflowing with filling. But remember, you don’t go to Hard Rock to have a gourmet meal – you go to have your ears, eyes and palates rudely assaulted with music, bright lights and artery-clogging diner food. Take this as you will.