When we arrived it was around 630 on a Wednesday night, outside seating was largely available. Our waitress spoke zero English and didn't even try to help (we don't expect everyone to speak our language but we found out later every other server did..she could've asked them for help so that we could order the food we wanted) so we ended up getting double orders of drinks and food we didn't want or order because of the language barrier. Finally there was a shift change and we got an awesome server who communicated well and was very attentive. The mini burgers were okay, super rare the way we like them but bland otherwise. Cool spot to hang out, it was jam packed by 730 and the cig smoke was a giant cloud hanging on us (welcome to Paris) so we opted to venture on.
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