My friends and I decided to try this newly-revamped bistro since we had a coupon. It was a lovely 2nd-floor walk-up overlooking 57th street..... which belied the absurdly poor experience we had there, despite the deep discount. I honestly felt terrible for our waiter who, though nervous and forgetful, was obviously trying his best under terrible circumstances. I have organized my grievances by category :
- Disorganized. After ordering our drinks once and being told they were out of each, we tried again only to be told we had the wrong menus (our drinks were thankfully on the house after the whole fiasco). There were not enough bread plates, we ordered fried calamari only to have it served steamed and our meals were brought out at the wrong time.
- Ambiance? I really don't know what this place is trying to be. There is a bar/lounge section that feeds into a corner dining room, but each is as loud as the other. Music ranged from ambient noise to classic rock and from inaudible to deafeningly loud. Oh, and then there was the Moroccan music...for the belly dancer...cause why not?
- The food. From the flavorless dipping oil for the bread to the shredded lettuce that comprised the large part of my ""shrimp"" salad (I got three shrimp, which they made sure to advise me was a courtesy since they usually only serve two (?!?!)) to the lazy, bland, smoked salmon-topped flatbread, this was a near complete fail. The sole redeeming quality was the dessert, which is the only thing I would recommend this place for. The profiteroles and apple tart were commendable and they served us an almond extract-infused plum dessert wine au gratis.
- The patrons. So loud, so drunk. At 7:30. On a Wednesday. Woof.
- Accommodations. There is no bathroom. For serious. I guess they can get away with it because there is one upstairs in the hotel (Hotel 57) they share this part of the building with, but I'm reasonably sure this is not legal. So, you take the elevator up there and arrive in what appears to be an office. But also a hotel? With one bathroom that doesn't open and another around the bend at the end of the hall? That you only got to cause the custodian in the elevator was kind enough to guide you to it? And it is a single room with a glass-doored shower? Cause all this is a smart idea when you consistently have highly-inebriated customers? I quite literally knocked into the glass shower door because I was laughing so hard at the absurdity of the situation.
All in all, a complete waste of time and money except for the stories I will get to recount for the foreseeable future. Verdict: go there for dessert and an apertif if you are in a rowdy mood. Avoid like the swine flu otherwise.
Pros: Locale, decor, dessert, custodian in elevator
Cons: Everything else