We went to Bistro Clovis a couple of weeks ago as a prelude to a concert at Herbst. We hadn't been in years, since before the renovation. What has HAPPENED there? It was a rainy night and the restaurant was nearly empty. So I'm hard pressed to imagine what was bothering the server, who treated us with near disdain from the moment we walked in.
And then there was the food . . . I had a braised beef dish which would have been OK except the side dish was spinach fettuccine, cooked to middle school cafeteria perfection. My husband had some kind of rabbit casserole, where the rabbit had left the room. Maybe 'rabbit' is French for 'potato.'. The only Cote du Rhone by the glass was a Luberon, and it was a weak-kneed wine at best. Given that the place was totally empty, you would have thought a request for a glass of Gigondas could have been negotiated. But there was that server again. Nothing doing, girlfriend.
But the piece de resistance was the cup of coffee that my husband ordered. It came ice cold. Not cool or luke warm, but ice cold. Apparently the server had grabbed somebody's old coffee that was sitting at the bus station, and my husband was the lucky winner. A brief and uninterested apology was accompanied by a slightly warmer, presumably fresher, but definitely mediocre cup of coffee.
The coffee alone should have comped something, never mind the quality of the rest of the meal. I guess I know why you could have shot a cannon through the new lavish space and not hit a living thing. Bistro Clovis used to be a wonderfully warm, quite and pleasant place to enjoy a well cooked meal at a reasonable price. But that's so over.
1596 Market St, San Francisco, CA 94102