Since Jaweino did such a great job lower down on this board with a review of Dine About Town at One Market, I thought I'd just cover the dishes that we tried that he didn't...
The Duck Breast entree was really divine. The duck itself was flavorful and perfectly cooked to pinkness (yes, yes, I KNOW you're supposed to eat poultry well-done. Just can't do it). The skin was deliciously crisped with some sort of "allspice rub" - it tasted delicately of cinnamon, nutmeg... not at all overwhelming, but quite nice. The "jus" the duck was sitting on, however, was somewhat oversalted - the red onion and baby artichokes resting in it were almost inedible because they had absorbed so much of the salt. And the promised truffles were nowhere to be found. Instead, there were tiny fingerling potatoes and HAZELNUTS (!!) which really didn't mesh well with the dish at all. Regardless of the sauce's failure, the duck itself was worth the meal.
A note about the service: It sucked.
When I asked for my coat to be checked, the host suggested I use the open seat at the table instead, saying "it will be faster for you when you leave" - or do you mean, sir, that it will be faster for YOU??
Our waitress was no better. She was brusque, had an incredible attitude, and rushed us right into the menus. Kept coming around every few minutes - not discretely, mind you, but urging "are you ready? what do you want to eat?". And she insisted we order all three courses at once - I've never been asked to order my dessert up front, even in a Prix Fixe situation!
When two of us had finished our wine, it took her 10 minutes to notice and ask if we wanted another. My companions were having merlot, and when I told her I was ready to switch to a red and asked her for the wine list, she walked away and came back with 3 glasses of merlot, instead of offering me the list again. I quite abruptly sent it back and asked for the list again. (You may have noticed that she came back with 3 glasses, even though one of us still had a half-full glass in front of her. Another faux pas, especially when she reached over to take the first glass away!!)
The kicker? When she collected our signed tabs, she had the audacity to count up her tip in front of us.
Now, we tipped a standard 15%, but I tell you, in this situation, I was horribly enticed to offer no tip at all. Instead, I have called the management of the restaurant this morning to share my experience.