Wanted to take the sweetie for his B-day for Bistro food to remind us of our days in France. After informing the Maitre'D that it was a "romantic B-day", he first seats us next to a table with a baby who couldn't help crying. After moving tables, it was downhill from there. Maybe it was me, but I detected some attitude from the server which improved when she learned it was sweeties B-day. Asked if we wanted bread, instead of just bringing the basket to the table, though she did refill it. Perhaps a cost savings ploy by the establishment, or for the benefit of all those weight conscious patrons? Needed a magnifying glass to locate the microscopic, flavorless $30 rack of lamb. The complementary B-day souffle, a nice gesture, unfortunately, was rather bland and needed a lot more chocolate. All in all an uninspired meal. Can't wait for Anisette to open!