"Verdict: Unless you want to party with four different versions of Donatella Versace, not approved. During the weekly cabaret nights at this French restaurant in Tribeca, you'll see sparklers, champagne showers, and waiters in costume whipping around napkins while people dance on tables. But if you come for dinner on a regular night, there won’t be much to distract from the fact that your red snapper is overcooked, your pâte tastes freezer-burned, and your tough, flavorless dessert could inspire a children’s book called “The Saddest Clafoutis.” As the night goes on, the Belle Époque-inspired space fills out with fashion people who all seem to know each other. If you’re looking for a party, skip dinner and come for drinks after 10pm." - neha talreja
