We dined at Maison Akira last night. French style with a Japanese twist and, if you wish, tapas-sized dishes instead of dinner-sized. It's so far East of Paris that it is in Pasadena, California.
The service was amazing. They remembered us from our prior and only visit more than an month ago. Sat us at the same table. Brought my coupe de champagne without asking. Inquired of Mr. Wonderful if he wanted to order the same Burgundy as last time or if he wanted to see the wine list. So, either we are very memorable or this restaurant keeps a very efficient data base.
Mr. Wonderful reflected in the mirror while contemplating the wine.