I thought Chinatown and K-town were the only places in Manhattan that didn't speak English, but I was wrong. Apparently, Benoit is the go-to place for French diners living/ visiting the city. I've never felt so out of place. Not only were we the only table that didn't speak French, but we were also the only table not drinking wine.
All in all, Benoit was average. The food was mediocore and the mood was so-so. Considering it's an Alain Ducasse restaurant, it wasn't up to par.
Warm Mushroom & Leek Tart
Pate en Croute
Two Egg Mayo
Halibut Dieppoise (shrimp, mussel, button mushrooms, in a white wine sauce)
Sirloin Steak Aux Poivres (mixed vegetables)
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