One of the most bizarre dining experiences I've ever had. Lured in by the eccentric and charming decor, we found ourselves waited on by the owner, a self promoting freak with a large chef's toque and even larger white handlebar mustache who has plastered the walls with his own grinning visage posing with any minor celeb who had the misfortune of finding themselves in his "cafe". No grin for us, he demanded we order as soon as we sat down. When he came back to the table a few minutes later and we again told him we weren't ready to order, he rolled his eyes, clucked his tongue and sighed. He seemed very tense, and his non-English speaking busboys seemed cowed by him.
The food was awful. Stale bread, overseasoned soup, microwaved quiche and a half-decent salad with wilted and what appeared to be (honestly) recycled vegetables.
This place is a nightmare.
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