Came here for date night with the partner in crime for Restaurant Week on Saturday night. The hostess was very friendly and greeted us in French, her smile was sincere and full of life! We were sat in a room behind the main dining area when you walk in. The only other people in the room was a large party at the back of the room, about a table of 8 or 10 women. I am pretty sure it was a congratulations on your baby party. They were loud. Very loud. Of course, the acoustics in the room amplified their entire conversation. As we were seated and the server was gracious and the busser was paying attention (water and bread promptly), we saw that they were about to have a cake they brought in. (I figured they were on dessert so the noise couldn't last much longer). My date and I actually had to yell to one another to speak. That was really obnoxious. My thoughts are that if a big group of loud champagned up women are in a small room, couples on an intimate date should be seated elsewhere.
Now for the food. I opted to additionally order the cheese plate, so my $33 dinner turned into $44. The cheese was tasty, but not worth $11 additional. One triangle slice of fine cheddar and a small block of a creamy decadent mild blue cheese. A few pieces of crostini and a tiny spoonful of small matchstick green apples, moistened walnuts.
The chicken liver pâtè was a pretty dish. Accompanied with cornichon, hot dijon mustard, toasted hazelnut halves and arugula, also more crostini. When making myself a crostiniwich, I noticed that the mustard (mind you I dabbed it on) overpowers the palate, and the light pâtè couldn't compete. Luckily the sweetness from the pickle balances the flavors a little better. But, whoa, holy mustard! We also had the mussels (see my video), hot and steamy!!! Tasty, decently sized, I think the taste overall with the broth was certainly more like a Julia Childs dish.
We noticed that our server politely asked if we were ready for our main dish rather than clearing our plates and plopping the dishes down.
We both ordered the beef bourguignon. Delivered nice and hot, tender like a stew should be. The pasta itself lacked flavor, and I didn't eat much of it.
The chef also made an appearance asking how the meal was. I like to see the chef engaging the guests. It's a nice touch, and I know how hard it is, because I'm a chef too.
Unfortuntely the end of the meal saddened me. As a professional pastry chef, I'm pretty picky when it comes to desserts. Having worked for a French pastry chef for over a year, and learning the hard way (lol), we were presented with a pear clafouti. Ugh, tasteless, rubbery. Not enough sugar. Gelatinized like flan consistency baked in a throwaway aluminum cup (that only okay if you are baking something off premises like a catering event. The imprint wrinkles on the edges was.... The caramel soufflé left something to be desired. It was more like oeufs a la neige. (snow eggs) It way more way like meringue floating in crème anglaise with some overcooked caramel onto and sliced toasted almonds. A true soufflé is a baked egg-based dish made with egg yolks and beaten egg whites (meringue) combined with various other ingredients for flavoring. The word soufflé means "to breathe" or "to puff". There was no puff, just a poorly executed dessert with meringue that had not been folded in properly, and served cold. Hmmm.... read more