Bálint T.
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Cassoulet: 5 million stars, almost everything else: negative infinity
I first arrived at 7pm, like I changed my original reservation from 20.45 using their website to, only to find my name written by pen in a ledger for the original time and being told they are full for the first seating. The email confirmation for the change mattered none.
I return at 20.45 and get shown to the tiniest, poorest table crammed between two others in a space that should have been left empty because I was dining solo. The FoH manager had to come with a screwdriver to fix the wobbliness as my first interaction.
Then follows a wait of 50 minutes for the first course that had a hair under one of the average-tasting foie gras slices which did not get fully deveined. I was too disgusted to take a photo.
The cassoulet was mindblowingly good, while the "chocolate mousse" had the quality of the 1€ cups from a gas station supermarket.
As I had a fairly good vantage point of most tables, I noticed all parties of 1 or 2 receiving much poorer service than the bigger ones, with multiple people from the first seating walking up to the counter at the back of the restaurant to request their check after they were fed up waiting.
All in all, a nearly complete disaster in a restaurant that sees it fit to employ one (decidedly lovely) waitress, one busboy, and one largely absent front of house manager acting as a hostess, sommelier and sometimes server for what must at least be 60+ guests. A hugely understaffed and physically undersized operation.