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.