"Home: Change the shooter! The place is beautifully decorated in the loft style of New York. The screens are distributed in restaurants to see the progress of its order. I see my pseudo past running to the end, I'm going to the kitchen, and I get it off because it's been four times that he called me... LOL. I shouldn't have understood the screen concept. And I see the gentleman calls another nickname... who will finally react after two reminders. And yes, the room is big, the gentleman doesn't have a microphone... in short it starts well. Tasting: form the cook! I'm trying the burger Duck with Frites drinking sauce. He looks great. The burger is well presented, takes control without putting it everywhere.... I enter the final moment, I close my jaw on a piece quite generous to have all the flavors of the composition in the mouth. Bun marrow's, duck meat in chopped Christians. Not one ounce of sauce? I open in two the so-called burger... sauce on one side only!!!! I drink for my survival. Some fries to give a chance to the menu: fleshy, well fried, very good. New attempt on the burger because I'm not gonna let my duck fly. This time I believe in the field with sauce, bingo! Suck! The transformation of taste is instantaneous, it becomes good and pleasant in the chewing, but you have to make an effort because the steak remains dry enough. The fundamentals are not respected, I leave in a dissatisfied client."
