Dinner here last night was a real mixed-bag experience. It started with the generally unaccommodating tone set by the young host. While I didn't have reservations, I'm usually willing to cool my heels at the bar with a drink or two and wait for a table, or eat at bar tables if they're nicely set up. And it was Wednesday. Can't be too bad.
Here's how it went:
Me: Two for dinner.
Hostess: [Cue snooty tone] Name?
Me: I don't have reservations, but what's your wait time?
Hostess: Oh, we're fully booked.
Me: Do you serve a full menu at the bar? I don't mind sitting there.
Hostess: Yes. Oh, would you like to sit at a bar table? There's two available.
That I, the customer, had to coax an accommodation from the host was not only annoying, but right off the bat, set a tone that the service just wasn't going to have the sort of polish that you would expect from a place like this. A more polished host would have apologized and then offered to accommodate me at the bar without me asking. Alas.
By the way, the table in the bar was perfectly nice, provided a nice view of the street, and was preferable to being wedged in like sardines, as the diners at the formal dining room tables were. The noise level in the bar was not nearly as deafening, either.
The menu appeared to me to be a "play" on standard French bistro fare: duck, steak frites, roasted chicken, etc. Same with the decor, which had bentwood Bistro chairs, and the bistro-ubiquitous mirrors and tables along the wall. The space was halved, one area was the restaurant, and the other, the bakery. You entered through the bakery, which had cafe style tables, chandeliers (!) and empty bakery cases. I found the whole decor to be ill-conceived, unfinished.
We started with the complimentary focaccia, something which has been touted as exemplary. It had a tangy cheese (asiago? parmigiana?) crust but was otherwise bland and overly sweet. While the texture was wonderful, it just did not taste how you think (hoped) it would. That sort of set the tone for the food for the night.
First course: I had "white asparagus, banon [cheese], and a truffled egg." $11. This dish was a disaster. I wish I took a picture at the plating. I had four white asparagus spears in the middle, on the right a smidgen of soft cheese, and on the left, a poached egg sitting on toast -- essentially, a toad in the hole, all of which was sitting in a pool of warm vinagrette sauce. I didn't get it. It was like eating three separate dishes as nothing seemed to go together and couldn't be eaten together. The toast was unforgiveably burnt. But the truffled egg was actually the most tasty - it was perfectly poached and flavored aggressively with truffle. The banon, sitting uselessly off to the side was good, but couldn't really be eaten along with anything else. The asparagus had to also be eaten on its own, and was cooked a tad above raw and tasted bitter. It clashed with the viniagrette, which was extremely acrid and just unpleasant tasting. I would have much preferred the bistro standard which I think this was a play on (steamed/roasted asparagus in sauce gribiche).
My friend had "hamachi and avocado", which was a "patty" consisting solely avocado and hamachi. Like the sauce on my asparagus dish, the citrus dressing here was so strong and tangy that you couldn't taste the hamachi at all, which is, of course, the main ingredient. Disappointing.
Second course: These, thankfully, were more successful. I had "Steak Frites." $33. A very tender NY strip. No complaints there, nice peppery notes. The fries appeared to be overly fussed with that, while nice and crunchy like a fry should be, were overseasoned to the point where they lost all semblance of a potato. Still, they were tasty, technically, but not what you'd exactly want or expect from a
frite.
My friend had duck, which she absolutely, loved - it was served medium rare and according to her, melted in her mouth. But the accompanying wild rice with dried fruit tasted like it had once been served for breakfast as it closely mirrored the taste and texture of a morning oatmeal with vanilla and raisins. A strange accompaniment.
Following up on some of the comments regarding the plating - I found the plating to be weird myself. It's funny because we disagreed so wholly on the plating of my friend's duck dish - one thought the duck was plated beautifully and the other found it to be kind of crude. My steak's plating raised practical issues as the steak was placed smack dab on top of creamed spinach; covering it, flattening it, and making the spinach taste just like -- you guessed it -- steak.
I'm surprised Phil Vettel rated this restaurant three stars because each time our dishes were brought out, the servers committed the Vettel cardinal sin of not knowing what dish belonged to whom, something I don't appreciate either. Also, our silverware was not set properly. I can honestly say I've never had that happen at a restaurant of this caliber.
The whole experience was, if you will, "clunky." The tables in the dining room were dissheveled, the chairs awry, the room was loud. The servers, with the exception of one, were well-meaning but unpolished. Worst of all, some of the dishes just missed the mark -- and terribly so. The prices were high (not a dessert below $10; appetizers safely into the double digits). As such, my expectations were set at a certain bar, and there was really nothing about the experience that would make me want to run back there.
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aschie30 on May 10th, 2007, 10:33 am, edited 2 times in total.