You know how white cloth napkins often leave white lint on your black pants after you have finished dinner? To my delight I was offered a black napkin when the server noticed I was wearing black pants. What a novel idea! Unfortunately the otherwise lovely meal was marred by two service slip-ups, the ordered iced tea had to be requested twice, and the croutons which I asked not to have in my caesar salad had not been withheld. However the salad was prepared fresh at the table and the french onion soup was exactly right, very authentic.
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