Bistro Francais

Before even stepping in the place, a person may judge it. A little box restaurant with a tired looking parking lot and a few flower boxes trying to freshen up the place. What kind of place is this, you think, somewhere you might pass out from all the bugs rolling around on the plates or a gem hidden behind rough walls and white paint. Well, let me tell you, the outside may not please the eye, but what you find inside you will. Perfect lighting (the kind where everyone looks amazing), classy tall leather chairs, white linens, fresh flowers and Parisian music create an atmosphere that takes your breath away. (I honestly did not expect this place to look classy, but, oh yes it does.) Wait until I get to the food! Before I did step into this classy dining joint, I knew that the price range started at $15 and went on up, so if you decide to go, just remember that. (I wouldn't want you to have to work in the kitchen for the night.)


The menu was full of delicious looking entrees. I chose the New York strip with pommes de frites (a classy way to say fries made by the house). The waitress took my order and returned with sourdough bread and butter. Talk about butterlicious lip smacking sourdough bread! Salt was lightly sprinkled on the butter and when placed on the tangy bread, angels sang in my mouth. The waitress probably thought I was crazy when she came back and found me smiling. A few minutes of swayng to Parisian music later, my food arrived. The 10 ounce steak was covered in a pepercorn sauce and the thin cut fries were sprinkled with herbs. As I cut into the steak, it seemed a little rough around the edges almost like a tube of fat covering the meat, so I decided to cut past it to the center. I made a little square and popped it into my mouth. HOLY SMOKES! Tender, juicy meat with a slightly spicy pepercorn yummy sauce woke up my tastebuds. By the last non-fat covered piece, my tongue had gone into overdrive and begged for mercy for someting a little bland. No quarter was given. Tiny, herbed covered frites were next. They were lightly salted and when swiped in the remaining steak sauces, heaven. As you can probably tell, I absolutely enjoyed my dinner.

Afterwards, I was still a bit hungry. (Not really, I just wanted one of the cute big cream puffs I glanced at when I strolled in.) The waitress brought me my treat. I have to say, the only cream puff I enjoy are the cold ones with cold thick, heavy cream in the middle. This big cream puff was warm with a stiff frosting/cream? in the middle. I only took a bite and when I realized it wasn't what I wanted, I stopped. For some out there, you might enjoy this treat, but for others, no way jose. There were other delightful looking treats in the dessert case though.

I give this restaurant 4 out of 5 cupcakes!