Bar Americain

Instead of going to the gym Friday night Lillian and I ended up meeting a friend at Bobby Flay's new restaurant "Bar Americain". Bobby Flay was very much in evidence; in fact he spent the entire time we were there shmoozing VIP's and attractive young ladies. I guess he is spending a lot of time there to give his new restaurant a boost.

I was pretty good, only having two pieces of bread (mini-baguette and corn bread) and a bowl of French onion soup and one glass of pinot noir. My wife and our friend shared the tasting of Artisinal ham as an appetizer, and then Lillian had the salmon and Jay the hanger steak with a side of spinach and some frites. We all passed on dessert, although the menu did look promising. I suspect that my dining companions passed on dessert out of feelings of pity for me and my diet. Everbody seemed happy with their entrees, so the food seems to be pretty good there if not steller. Service, however, could use some work. At least they didn't spill anything on us.

Lillian was unhappy enough with the slow service that, upon leaving the restaurant, she declared, "You couldn't pay me to back there!". She immediately proved otherwise, because a few hundred paces later she realized that she had left her purse in the restaurant and went scurrying back to retrieve it.