Set in a dismal shopping center storefront, Citrus Cafe doesn't look like much from the parking lot. But inside, the room is as comfortable as the menu. French posters and wine racks along the walls create an appropriately Gallic impression. Stacks of glass blocks, meanwhile, are cleverly arranged to divide the space into cozier dimensions. And white linen tablecloth and fresh flowers suggest Citrus Cafe's higher kitchen ambitions.
Service is smooth, unrushed and knowledgeable.
And blessedly, the bussers don't hover about, trying to snatch your plate the moment you lay down your knife and fork. Simply put, Citrus Cafe's bistro French fare won't remind anyone of Paris. Check your compass - you're in Chandler. But that's not as much of a knock as you might think. Citrus Cafe is probably as good a French bistro as we have in the Valley.