Ugh. Clearly this is more for those after the bar scene than someone actually wanting to eat. Most unpleasant was the fact that the door between the outside area & the inside was propped open, which meant that the "non-smoking" restaurant wasn't in fact non-smoking. When we received our food, we realized that we really shouldn't have bothered. My husband's french onion soup, while topped with melted cheese, was merely lukewarm -- not even warmed, just like it had been sitting all day. My daughter's crepe was burnt & clearly they didn't care, as it was quite obvious -- they didn't even bother putting the burnt side facing down.
And even though we were the only table actually sitting inside, it took forever to actually find our waitress so we could get the check.
Don't bother here. Just don't. Obviously they feel that with their proximity to the Arc, they don't need to bother. And believe me, they don't bother. read more