Based in a seedy location ‘city lite’ is one of Belfast’s least busy eateries. On entering the front door you will be hit with a pungent smell which can only be compared to death.The décor is nonexistent and the seating is about as comfortable as a crown of thorns. The staff do their best to make you feel at home, that is if your home was based in Texas in the 1940’s and you were of Black origin.The food itself is actually decent and if you’re a fan of food poisoning then you’re in for a real treat; anyone sampling city lite’s delicacies should ensure that they have no plans for the remainder of the day as their stomach will feel like a wasp nest on a humid summers day. All in all I couldn’t have been more pleased to still be alive after the horrific experience that was lunch at city lite.I’ll give it 5 out of 5 in the hope that others get to experience the pain and anguish I had to go through.