You've created a monster, La Bête, and the monster is me. I'm afraid I'll be wanting to spend many an evening, and many a dollar at your gorgeous establishment.
The old Chez Gaudy space is anything but, with a feel that's Art Deco, Edwardian, and completely modern at the same time.
Everything was gorgeous- the people, the rich wood paneled ceiling over the bar, the tables and flatware, the metal work over the windows open to the rain, the molding on the ceiling and the round floral Edwardian ceiling light fixtures, which were little miniature chandeliers. It's a vintage dress of a place, made newly cool by timing and forethought.
Chilled cucumber soup with fresh chickpea fritter, red radish and creme fraiche. Soup was cool, minty, and somehow buttery -served on a delicate tray with matching metal-rimmed bowl. A modernized, tweaked falafel with the daintiest of presentations.
A mass of delicate corn gnocchi under a large pile of sweet dungeness crab meat was stellar.
We split the platter of expertly grilled, super-fresh Daurade, with pea vines, dried scallops and smoked bacon and every flavor worked. A fine, reasonably priced Gruner Veltliner paired perfectly with all.
Highlights: Grilled daurade, corn gnocchi with crab, ambiance.
Disappointments: The bill can add up, if you aren't paying attention. And we weren't.
Mr. Pants: Very, very impressed.