It's difficult to believe this is the same restaurant that was once considered fine dining. There was nothing fine about my last visit unless you count the freaks that came out that night filling the restaurant as entertainment. I kept waiting to be told I was on Candid Camera. Sadly, it didn't come to fruition.
As soon as we told our server we were there for restaurant week, she went from a pleasant, smiling server to one of those Goons from Popeye cartoons void of personality. My cocktail (in the smallest glass I've ever seen) was WARM. My date sent his back it was so bad. It was corrected. But he got billed for the drink and then additionally he was upcharged for the correction on the check. Our entrees were not spectacular, but good. We "ordered" Lyonnaise potatoes but received dry breakfast home fries that failed to match Bob Evans quality. By definition, Lyonnaise potatoes are thin sliced and pan fried, not cubed and so dry you need to rub your throat to choke them down like a dog taking pills.
The only positive I can offer about this visit is my water glass never went lower than 2 inches without being refilled continuously. I was thankful considering my 4 sip warm cocktail was $14. I would have had to take out a loan if I didn't drink the water.
I love upscale dining. But this wasn't it. You couldn't pay me to go back to this restaurant. My blood pressure can't take that sort of irritation.