had a kind of odd experience at FDS the other night. First of all, the food, wine, service and atmo were really terrific. Of particular note, the parsnip soup w/truffle raviolit, the fois gras, the potato encrusted fish, and the dessert, the apple crepe were all fantastic, really first rate. Service was warm and friendly and we had a nice chat w.the manager.
We did experience a little sticker shock w/the bill ($200 for two) but that's not what left the bad feelings. We felt a little hussled. When my husband was served his fois gras, the waiter came running over and asked if we would like a glass of sweet wine (a classic pairing) we said no and then a moment later the busboy came over and offered us the wine again, this time we both assumed it came with and said yes.
By time dessert rolled around we were pretty stuffed so oredered one creped to share. When we were almost done the waiter came and brought us (gratis) two glasses of really lovely breton sparkling cider (tastes of lavender) he seemed disapointed that we had no apple crepe left to pair w/cider and offered us another one, at first we demurred and he replied, "just a small one" now, dear readers, wouldn't you assume this was a gift of the house?
the wine w/the fois gras, we didn't even know what it was (though it was lovely and went very well) we were just nodding along, $16 for a glass when we already had a $40 bottle of wine sitting on the table. then we were also charged for the second crepe that we really were too full to eat.
It was such a terrific meal and a nice evening that we didn't complain at the time. ALso we kept thinking it was our own naivetee somehow.But truth is, we're avid diners and travelers and have lived and eaten all over NY and the world and neither of us could remember an ocassion where we felt hussled like this. Part of it is that it was such a genteel atmo it never occured to us to ask. So, sadly, I don't think we'll go back. We each have had many experiences of being offered little tidbits on the house when enjoying a nice dinner, esp. on a slow tuesday night.
Anyone else ever experience this type of thing?