The day was a scorcher, but as a cold person I was grateful to note that the inside of DB Bistro was cool, at least compared to the temperature outside, but not frigidly cold. As all women know, one of the perils of summer is wearing outdoors-appropriate clothing and then going inside and shivering until you get back in the sun. For some reason, guys don't seem to care about this-- they wear shorts in winter. What's up with that?
Anyway, DB Bistro was calm and peaceful inside. Immediately, as we were shown to the host's stand and then eventually to our table in the back, I could tell that the service here was top-tier: gracious, polite, and crisp. Once we were seated, our menus were brought promptly, and the waiter explained the specials. They were really pushing their special gazpacho appetizer, which seemed, um, odd, especially in the middle of a tomato-borne salmonella outbreak. While cool soup would have been refreshing, both L and I steered clear of the gazpacho and place our orders.
An appealing cone of bread with a dish of softened butter arrived at our table. There were two kinds: two crisp ciabatta-like white rolls and slices of a seasoned loaf. There were a few recognizable spices-- rosemary or sage, perhaps? A hint of garlic?-- and what looked like olives, but the bread definitely lacked an overpowering olive flavor (a good thing). I had two slices of the seasoned bread, which was delicious.
Greens 'n' things
Since we were going all out (i.e., procrastinating from returning to work), we ordered a dessert course. I opted for a cup of lemon verbena tea, and L went for the citrus vacherin. The tea was lovely, with a nice little porcelain pot.
Alien on a bed
DB is an incredibly solid restaurant. The food was delicious, the service flawless, the atmosphere very professional. I had no complaints. And while I might typically hesitate to give a lunch restaurant a five-spatula review, I can't deny Daniel Boulud what is rightfully his: five out of five Offset Spatulas.