It was so quiet when we walked in, I first thought it was empty. There were quiet a few tables taken, but it became clear why everyone was so quiet: fear of the maitree d'h. The man is beyond arrogant. He reprimands me after asking if we wanted an appetizer we were sharing on one plate or2 separate plates. I said one was fine and he proceeded to give me a 10 minute reprimand on how vulgar that is.
I ordered Dover sole. It was horrible. I returned it and was offered a new piece. I got the same piece on a different plate. I was asked if I wanted a different entree but at this point the others at my table were finished with their entrees, so I declined and ordered dessert instead. During the (very tasty!) dessert the chef came to talk to me. I was over it by this point and didn't want to ruin more of the dinner talking about bad fish. At first he tells me I was wrong in my assessment of the sole. I describe the fish again and he then explains that what I am describing happens when fish is not as recently dead as it should be when arriving at the restaurant. He tells me there is no way to tell by the way a fish looks, but you can tell with consistency and taste. Ok! Well that's settled then: my fish had been dead too long. Now we know I was right, the fish was not.
It still ended up on the bill €35 for fish that the chef said was no good.
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