Despite living in NYC for over 20 years, I had never been to Le Bernadin, so when we were invited by friends to join them for dinner there, we accepted immediately. Happily we had just refinanced our apartment, so we had the cash flow to enjoy our meal.
And there's the rub. For the prices charged, everything should be flawless always. The food was excellent (although my wife somewhat graciously indicated that perhaps she had not ordered as well as she might have--my question would be why should any dish be less than extraordinary?) and the recommended wines in our price range were very nice.
The service was correct without being warm or friendly. You can do both, folks. Also, why were there not any women waitstaff--at least on the night we were there? There were very decorative young ladies taking coats and hostessing, but its 2012 people! More diversity of all kinds in the dining room is in order.
Finally, as our coffee was being served, I excused myself to go to the men's room. Having finished my business, I was standing at the sink washing my hands when a waiter in uniform emerged from one of the stalls and went straight out on to the floor. I checked for a sign instructing all employees to wash their hands. I couldn't find one.
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