The atmosphere was kind of sterile. You feel like you are in a shopping mall looking out on all the shoppers. Upscale food and prices but a decidedly non-upscale atmosphere.
The food was interesting. It seems to be inventive for inventive's sake. The beef carpaccio was good. The chef's special eggs and lobster with caviar and creme fresh served in a pterodactyl egg (looked like one!) was as you would expect - interesting to look at but meh to eat. A month later, I've still got that picture, smell and taste in my mouth. Not good!!! Spinach salad was DROWNED in vinaigrette. Veal filet was good if not a little charred. Wife's swordfish was good. Not great - good.
The service was attentive but we got one of those over-the-top, intrusive know-it-alls. Don't tell me how good my food is (especially if I've left over half of every dish I've had on my plate). I hate that. He said he worked with ? (forgot her name) and she was his better half. He was right because she didn't talk.
Slightly upturned face.