Pretentious, overpriced food, some of which wasn't even that good. This was one of my lesser Montreal dining experiences- in part because my expectations were so high, but mainly because I felt insulted by what they charged for food I could have made better at home.
The portion sizes were far too small - my dinner companion and I both left the restaurant hungry enough to skip across the street afterwards and buy a couple of warm Fairmount bagels. And while the food was decent, it wasn't great, and sometimes it was questionable. Poached cornish hen delivered with a gooey and unappetizing skin -, and the resultant color was a dull grey. The poaching method did nothing special to the hen. Swordfish arrived warm surrounded by cold raw corn and tomato; while I often like organic, raw foods in a dinner dish - if you're going to pay this amount for it the flavors should add up to something, which they didn't. A beet salad made up of a quarter of a beet, half a pear and some creme fraiche didn't live up to its cost.
Some points for design and what might be the coolest bathroom in Montreal.