On the night we visited, the interior was filled with a chic crowd whose chatter, along with a waterfall along most of one wall, made it almost impossible to talk. That, together with air-conditioning that refrigerated the room, caused us to opt for the calm, quiet, outdoor terrace, where there was a warm breeze. This choice of seating in turn influenced our choice of drink and rather than wine, we opted for two large glasses of draft Tuborg, which we enjoyed with black olives and a hot, fresh loaf of Italian bread with herb butter. In choosing my appetizer, I was delighted to find coquilles St. Jacques on the menu, only to learn that they were unavailable. Instead, I decided to try the escargots.
Snails have little flavor of their own and what one really enjoys is the buttery, garlicky, sauce.
This made it all the more unfortunate that these snails had very little sauce and hardly any garlic. The dish was a great disappointment. My companion, who had ordered the liver pate, was luckier. While not extraordinary, the pate, served with toast, was creamy, with a pleasant flavor. Things improved considerably with the main course.