I ignored the advice on this board and decided that my husband and I should go out for Valentine's Day. We are new parents and the idea of a dinner with just the two of us was too appealing to shrug off. I decided that we should go to Pasteur, I had never been there and was seduced by the descriptions of a "world away" and a fabulous tropical-like interior. We had reservations for 6 pm and arrived pretty much on time, after getting Grandpa squared away with the baby. We were not greeted when we came in, and, in fact, had to force the busy lady at the desk to notice us and take our name. We were immediately seated at a table that was jammed together with other 2 person tables, and the weird part was that the table was extra long the wrong way, so that I felt my husband was too far away, while the person next to me was right there. Not exactly a set up for a romantic dinner. I also was not impressed with the interior. I wonder if there is another room that is the one everyone speaks of, because the room we were in was huge, and not anything I hadn't seen before, in fact, it reminded me of Reza's. They had a special Valentine's menu which, as far as I can tell, was not full of special meals, but a listing from their regular menu of the most expensive dishes with the prices even HIGHER than normal. I was starting to add up the cost of this dinner in my head, and if I'm going to spend $100+ for a meal it had better be something very unique. No wait staff came to our table for a inordinate length of time, which actually was fortunate because it gave my husband and I a chance to look at each other and say, "Balls on this!". We got up and left, and after telling the 'hostess' that "our babysitter called" and we had to go, we improvised and ended up at Silver Seafood down the street. I had read about Silver on this board and have been meaning to try it, so this was perfect. It was much more our style and we had a wonderful time, able to enjoy ourselves instead of being stressed out about the cost of every little thing we wanted to eat. I will not ignore the Chowhound advice again so lightly!