Way out in the Richmond, it's an aggressively charming bistro that has high-quality French food for unusually little money. It serves what seems to be a predominantly neighborhood-based crowd of regulars. Getting attention here is not a problem. The wine binder is 2 inches thick and is clearly the object of a lot of attention from the management. Philippe appears to be intimately familiar with the nuances of each bottle's taste and origin and is very glad to help the diner choose.
Service is often on the fawning side of attentive, professionally classy and charmingly accented.
The menu doesn't change as often as it does at some places, but it's large enough that the recidivist diner can have a number of practice-honed meals before repeating himself. Everything on the menu has a lushness that makes the diner feel pampered. A tower of duck-breast pieces, red cabbage and apples is excellently conceived and elegantly constructed, but its duck could have been more tender. It is served with eye-opening savory morels in a lavish sauce. The food is satisfying and can be highly memorable.