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| - Ahhh... Zinc. It's been a while since I have left Paris. Being a resident and citizen there for so long, I would like to think I can spot a decent French fare. I have now been to Zinc three times, every time I ordered something different, so far the food has not dissapointed as much as the prices have. Wow.
Okay, okay, you have a spot in Scottdale, it's a nice little posh area with plenty of traffic, designer furniture and nick-nack and artsy stores that typically have things that would require your to take out a 2nd mortgage to afford those things that often just gather dust, one season at a time at home. You would think someone on that strip would be the one to say, let's have reasonable prices. Zinc is not one of those.
The restaurant has the name Bistro in it. They have folks dining out on the sidewalk, dining with noise and the occasional smell of BMW exausts... That's beautiful and very Parisian, also very Bistro. Here is a wake up call though... Bistros offer fares with decent prices, a prix fixe menu and simply good simple food.
The prices were incredibly high for what you do get. Unfortunately the charm of having an outdoor patio and serving fries in fake newspaper doesn't cut it. The Steak Frites (a hanger steak w/ fries and a brandy sauce) is a French Bistro Classic, a staple if you will and that was the only thing that was fairly prices for what you get. But if you knew how much those cuts are to get from a supplier, you'd be asking questions about the prices even then.
On two of those occasions we had cheese plates, it was more of a mix and match, you could pick from a few Chevres, Softs and hard cheeses, they were incredibly small portions but the breads that came with the platter was very tasty, warm and fresh. It is typically served with a ramkin of olives.
So overall, sounds like I am bashing this restaurant, I am not but I am dieing to find a reason to go back because there is something good about it, the atmosphere, the lighting, the seasonal menu. But little things keep me from enjoying Zinc. Such as the time we sat at the secluded back part of the restaurant, the small courtyard. Very charming, though some of the waiters, and cooks smoked right outside of the courtyard's gates. The smell of cheap cigarettes and mumbled chatter caused us to ask for another table, when we did, we were all the sudden looked as "picky customers".
One more tip Zinc, you may want to get the mall janitor to move his trash can from the view of your utmost beatiful courtyard, such promise, undelivered due to tacky flaws that could have been prevented by an attentive manager or even a caring waite staff.
Don't miss: Dining in the courtyard, or the sidewalk.
Skip: Specials that are simply trendy
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