There is not a visit that I feel I should have gone somewhere else. You want food that looks like art on a plate, long-aproned wait staff, dressed in black and speaking softly, and elevator music? Get the hell out. I like the food, simple, straight to the point, delicious. And the service is always friendly. Maybe not everybody knows your name (ehem...), but pretty close to it. The bar staff will make any spirit concoction you want, any. For dessert you got to have the classic Peach Melba; again, nothing fancy, just calories-laden deliciousness. You got to. Extra rasberry sauce, please.
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