Over the past few years our relationship has been a bit rocky. It all started about two years ago when my husband and I experienced a rather inspiring meal, but an unfortunate and loud argument between serving staff behind our table. That isn’t exactly what you hope for in a five-star restaurant. Then we decided to head that way for lunch, in our opinion a bit less committment. We entered and were told to have a seat at the bar as it was about a 5 minute wait. Over 20 minutes later, we’d not been acknowledged. That is until we actually walked out the front door at which time the maitre’d came after us for a snappy interaction of sorts. After this experience, we were a bit hesitant to try it again.
Every so often the idea of giving it another go was discussed and for one reason or another dismissed. Until this past month when He Said and I were discussing where to celebrate my annual birthday dinner. We’d been to Stella! twice this year (once in November), the chef’s table at Commanders is upcoming (!!), and we’d spent our most recent anniversary at Lilette. We gave some consideration to Gautreau’s, Patois, and even a first go at Le Foret, but in the end it was August.