text: I will start off by saying this place is adorable a converted craftsman now a restaurant The fireplace the beautiful windows a stainedglass divider between adjoining rooms the entry foyer off the porch etc I had a warm feeling about the placennUntil we sat down nnThe dining room is one small and very open room so sound does travel all too well Sitting directly behind my dining companions was a girl with an incredibly loud laugh that sounded like she was being stabbed I felt that our table was in the middle of a thoroughfare similar to the table directly next to us It was hard for servers and other patrons to squeze by presumably to go to the bathroom which I did not go looking for myself but which sounds hard to find based on other reviewsnnI watched with confusion as the table next to us with their food on the table was asked to stand up so their entire table could be moved three feet to one side I do not know who requested this move the server or the patrons but I thought it was odd that it did not happen until after food was servednnOn to the menunnEverything sounded excellent on paper And I get that they are trying to capitalize on Charlottes current obsession with wine and all things related ie wine tasting wine pairing wine bars wine cultchah etc This confused halfFrenchy halfSouthern menu may just need to pay more attention to its audience If you are supposedly a comfort food bistro then part of that comfort should come from consistently good service and consistently prepared dishes nnIt seems Lulu needs to know where her bread is buttered nnMy friend ordered a dish he has ordered frequently something with shrimp but was surprised to see it come in a soup bowl full of watery liquid He looked at his wife and said It is usually not served like this is not it supposed to be much thicker nnOur coffee sat unfilled after one teeny tiny read French sized cup and my friends special of the day omelette was good but not great My omelette and bacon were not very flavorful but I did like my other side item something cleverly called morning fries which were really the old pomme frites redone the morning after with some really good spices garlic peppers mmmmnnWhen in Rome or is it France or is it the New SouthnnI should have had a mimosa