These days, the terms "cafe" and "bistro" are applied to so many restaurants that they don't mean anything. Parc, however, is the real thing: the kind of hearty French fare I recall from real cafes and bistros in Normandy and Paris. (Think steak frites and cassoulet rather than tiny nouvelle cuisine tidbits that look as if they'd be more at home decorating a royal wedding hat than sitting on a plate.)
The closest comparison--for those who've been to Vegas--is Mon Ami Gabi in the Paris casino complex, which I do like, but Parc's decor feels much more solid and authentic, the food is superior, and the prices are more reasonable. My steak was tender, flavorful, and generous without being dauntingly huge. The fries were exactly like the ones served all over France--crisp, shoestrings mounded up alongside the steak and served with house-made mayonnaise. Bonus points: the menus and blackboards used correct French spelling and grammar.
The breakfast was perhaps even better than dinner: genuine cafe au lait, savory quiche, and a baby green salad. The crust that surrounded the quiche was good enough to stand alone as a pastry. One small but notable plus for all of the dishes was that they were perfectly seasoned. I never touched a condiment at either meal. In addition, in the daylight you can see the park across the street, where we watched dressed-up ladies walking their tiny dogs and preschool teachers pushing 6-tot "stretch-limo" prams down the walkways. Very entertaining.
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