I was hyped about Little Buddha. It shares owners with my all time favorite Buddha Bar on Rue Boissy d'Anglas in Paris. It was indeed as beautiful as I'd hoped. But then...
I got GLASS in my ASS. Yes. You heard me. I slid into the booth, and there were tons of little shards. I was wearing a short leather skirt. Legs got poked, finger got cut. This was not fun. They should have bought me a damn drink. No such luck.
Food was good, service was good. Waiters have good recommendations. They played my beloved Buddha Bar CD's the whole time. I would go back, but would steer clear of the booth.