Amber H.
Yelp
Let's take the fact that walking into this place is like falling into a gay man's dinner jacket pocket, and put that little fact aside. Yes, it's loud, gaudy, and apparently very attractive to bathroom perfume thieves; but what about the food and drinks? When this place first opened, it was like a breath of fresh air. Finally, Lafayette had a place next to River Ranch that felt like it could exist in a major city. Almost a Bar Marilou vibe, but not so much Southern Gothic as it was Charleston Yuppie. The small plates were good; the drinks were great; and the amaro selection was fantastic. Great! But then time goes on, and suddenly, the food quality isn't so great. The drinks aren't as good. But you keep going, and then one night, you're looking around and thinking, who are all these people in here? Where did they come from? Did I exit the wrong bathroom door and end up in a deleted scene from Taken? (Serious human trafficking vibes one of the last times I was there.) So, you stop going, give it a rest...then randomly decide to grab some small plates and drinks one late afternoon. We were the only people there, and the wait for a cheese plate was probably 45 minutes. We had to spit out the deviled eggs because, I swear on my life, they tasted older than Rob Perillo. The drinks we ordered had to be sent back because they were undrinkable. (For example, I ordered a Campari soda and he added equal parts sour lime to the Campari. Just...no.) So, no, I probably won't be back. But it was nice while it lasted.
