It was truly not pretty.

At $200 a head, I would have expected better service.

The food truly was immaculate. And the wine pairing was amazing.

But I found the help to be a bit far too familiar.

If I were Michelin in Los Angeles, I’d think twice about renewing their one macaroon rating.

The food was divine. But I found their waitstaff unamusing in their efforts to solicit a larger gratuity.

So, three stars pour le cuisine; but no Michelin biscuits, I’d say.

Better luck next time.

After all, it was supposed to be my birthday dinner.

Tisk, tisk. You have hurt my feelings and I am inconsolable.