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| - Was I spoiled by eating at Guy Savoy and Joel Robuchon in the span of three days? Yes. I was.
The food? It's amazing. There is a bit of a feeling like it's all been done a million times and is a bit factory-ish, but it's still shockingly good and I defy someone to say otherwise. Imaginative, beautifully presented, well-executed and thoughtful.
The staff was not very considerate to a solo diner and were quite cold, infact. I did not feel my every need was anticipated, and was somewhat overlooked in fact. I returned from the rest room and had to struggle with the heavy table to let myself back onto the banquette. My tea did not come with cream or sugar, I had to ask. I was never offered more bread after the bread cart made it's cursory beginning of the meal rounds. Am I just a timid diner? Perhaps.
I was left wanting at the end of my evening, and that is not how I want to feel after dropping a few bills on dinner. I remain undecided, overall. Maybe I was tapped out on French food or high end restaurants. Maybe I set the bar too high. Perhaps if I had not been a solo diner my experience would have been different.
I found the service mostly mechanical, lacking passion and excitement. Le Cirque and Guy Savoy made me want to go back to experience both the food AND service again. They were both delightful, surprising and joyful to eat at, and I got the feeling that they wanted you to experience everything and try everything. Joel Robuchon left me wanting...it kind of felt soulless, actually.
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