Despite the charming decor, I found almost everything else missed at Lucky Strike. Visiting with my boyfriend for dinner one Wednesday, we had to yell to hear each other in the dining room due to the overwhelming music, which was a lot of rock and overall irritating - not quite the French experience we were expecting. Upon exiting through the bar, the music was purely deafening.\r
The food was lackluster. I ordered the spinach and ricotta ravioli. Sounded heavenly, but was totally tasteless and uninspiring with no salad or accoutrements. I could have done better with a box at home and the sauce was tasteless. If not for the bread, I would have left hungry. \r
The bus boy swept my plate and silverware out from under me when I had barely finished swallowing (not even asking if I was done). That left me with no silverware for when I wanted to share my boyfriend's salad (as I was still hungry). I turned to the silverware container behind my back, and leaning slightly on the table, the table itself capsized with the water and our drinks falling onto the ground. After this embarassing situation (due to a rather unstable table), the waiter didn't offer free refills for our overpriced alcohol which was now all over the floor. An ignoble end to a disappointing experience - we couldn't wait to get out of there.\r
Well, enough said. Lucky strike is quite the contrary - I'd have been better off if I missed it totally.
Cons: food, service, deafening music