Visconte - Paris

If you are not too busy and if your wallet is well-stocked, don't hesitate to go. although welcome, small table in a corner of the small but quiet. taking a little time (maybe we hadn't been seen downstairs), fortunately the dishes were very good, well served but even better if they were a little cheaper. So we did not take dessert or coffee (for the slowness of the service) damage.

We were searching for ‘Italian nearby’ and this place delivered. Authentic Italian and well served. I highly recommend when looking for true Italian cuisine. We felt like family.

Today I had dinner and ordered a big bottle of water. After paying the bill, I asked the waitress if I could take the rest with me. I was at the first floor. Getting down the stairs, I was stopped by the manager in front of everybody on the ground floor. He said out loud in Italian (not in French or English) that I could not take the bottle with me. That needed translation by a costumer. I told him his staff told me I could take it. Even though it was a error by his staff, he insisted that I had to give the bottle back. I was with my two children and never felt so disrespected being a costumer. I told him he should prepare his staff better, but he preferred to save the bottle and lose a costumer and get a very bad review. Don’t go to this place. Unless you like to be mistreated.

I wish now that I spoke up for myself a the moment. The older man (definitely italian) server. Was aggressive rubbing my back a total of 3 times, not tapping my back, mind you before putting something on the table. To give you context we were a group of Asian women. Now my friends were aphalled, I just attributed it to being an over eager italian grandpa at first. I was thinking it was the language barrier and his way to catch my attention. However my rationalizing went out the window when his way of calling our attention shifted to clicking 2 teaspoons together within 4 inches of my face. Waving the receipt again within 4 inches of my face. The last straw was when He asked us to our table to he can extend the table behind us. I kid you not and no exaggeration, the table edge was resting on my ribcage. I am a very petite person. The old man clearly is racist, a chauvenist, or all of the above. What a horrible experience of disgusting service to otherwise good food. All the food we ordered was good. Just not worth the assault and abuse from the waiter

The food was just excellent , the carpaccio as antipasti qas very good and the Escalope with truffle was excellent too. The tables were just a bit too small and the service was great too.