The service from entering to exiting Monarch is impeccable. Service is an art at Monarch. It's the kind royalty gets too used to. The waiters (I noticed only the men served) were attentive to every detail from when we needed water poured to folding our napkins if we left the table even momentarily. Our four-course meal was a palette adventure. A masterpiece that caused our tongues to lash out for being deprived of such intensely delicious flavors for so long! Not one dish was disagreeable. Not even the foie gras, an acquired taste of a meal. I would have been quite satisfied on the soup and salad alone. My hubby prejudged that the seemingly small portions would not fill him up, but his stomach was feeling heavy before he even took his last bite. In our book, Monarch is reserved for the special, blue moon occasions. And for us, and a few nearby table mates, that was exactly the case. We were celebrating our fourth wedding anniversary. We won't soon forget Monarch because we can't return any time soon.
Ambiance = 5 stars
Service = 5 stars
Food = 5+ stars
Good time with hubby = pricey