They are very nice people and it is a pretty little boite but the food is a bit horrifying.
It is hard to keep a straight face as the server describes dishes that include items such as potted animal, duck yolks and hearts, broken hazelnuts, seared liverwurst and fermented radishes.
We settled on the offal-free pasta but it turned out to be a great glop of gluey sludge. No flavour except for salt. Lots and lots of salt. It was not a huge serving and we were quite hungry but could not finish it. As it cooled it got sludgier and sludgier and became almost impossible to swallow.
The wine list is pretty limited. The whites range from sweet Ontario plonk to sweeter Ontario plonk. We chose one and it was served luke warm.
We decided not to risk dessert and left hungry and a little drunk.
Next time Beetlejuice comes to town, I'll send him on over - but for the rest of us, non merci.