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Le Comptoir San Rafael Reviews from The Last Year
Stefan and his team are truly outstanding.
Le Comptoir in Marin stands out among restaurants, offering exquisite food and a delightful ambiance. A definite treat. 5 stars.
Went to shop for some French ingredients.
The owner was so incredibly grumpy and rude. I will never go into that place ever again. I've lived in San Rafael 17 years and have no clue how they stay in business. The duck is grossly sweet and not cooked properly (I've had it twice. Forgot about the first time I had it). Awful. And I'm a caterer. I know my food. But I also know how a customer should feel when giving their money to a local shoppe. Forget it!
This review is for their shop next-door to the restaurant.
I walk by the shop almost every day as I live in town, and I see the owner drinking wine in the morning, puffing on his pipe, and I never see anybody in the shop and word on the street is that the owner is an unfriendly gruff dude, but a friend recently celebrated his 60th birthday and said that French anchovies were one of his favorite snacks while living in France at one point. So I braved, the storm, went in and decided to give the shop, my hard earned money, for my friends birthday. The owner is exactly as described in every bad review on this site. He's gruff, rude, drunk, apparently doing you a favor by existing. I've never eaten at the restaurant mainly because I don't like that they don't even have a sign out front that says the name of the restaurant! That in and of itself I find offensive. I won't be going back.
Oh, where do I even begin with Le Comptoir - aka the subpar
Oh, where do I even begin with Le Comptoir - aka the subpar (en)counter? If it were possible to give zero stars, I would, but unfortunately, that option doesn't exist. Let me preface this scathing review by saying that I am a staunch believer in supporting local businesses, even the ones that occasionally stumble, but dear reader, this restaurant didn't just stumble; it face-planted and then rolled down a hill of despair. My other half and I ventured out on a Friday night, eager to embrace the culinary delights of our neighborhood. After a brief stroll in downtown San Rafael, we decided to give Le Comptoir a try. The location seemed promising, nestled at the corner of 4th and C St., and a bustling wine shop attached to it. Little did we know, the only thing attached to this place was disappointment. As we entered the restaurant, we were greeted with the warmth and hospitality of an iceberg. We stood around for a good five minutes, which, in restaurant time, feels like an eternity, especially when the place was nearly empty. Eventually, the owner, who should win an award for the worst first impression, emerged from the wine shop. He grunted, "Table or high-top," and when we chose a high-top, he pointed vaguely and muttered, "Sit anywhere." So much for a gracious welcome. We sat there, twiddling our thumbs for an additional 10 minutes before I had to semaphore our desire for attention. By the time the owner graced us with his presence, it was painfully clear that he had seen better days. Disheveled, toothless, and emitting the aroma of a frat party, he slurred his words like a drunken sailor. In an attempt to make pleasant conversation, we introduced ourselves and expressed our desire to support a local establishment. He responded with a total disregard for our existence and bluntly offered us the choice of a $70 per person set menu or ordering à la carte. When we asked for a menu, we were ignored and curtly told, "You can go with the option for $70 per person or à la carte." How kind. Reluctantly, we chose the $70 per person option, and our inebriated captain sauntered away, muttering "we." It took another trek to the bar for us to secure water and a wine list. His offer of "red or white" was met with a weary "red," to which he retorted, "Merlot or Bordeaux." My husband, defeated and drained of all enthusiasm, sighed and said, "Bordeaux." I secretly yearned for a Cote du Rhone, so I mustered the courage to ask for it, along with a Pepsi or coke, at which point I was met with condescending laughter and the insipid remark, "Why, you don't like wine?" I had to explain, "No, I don't drink alcohol," to which he giggled again and declared, "Wine or water, that's what we have." I reluctantly opted for water. When the food eventually arrived (a torturous 15 minutes later), it was lukewarm and as visually appealing as a pile of wet cardboard. The dishes were a mishmash of meats, raw fish, and fatty, undercooked fare. There were no vegetables to speak of, and grains were as scarce as a mirage in the desert. By the time we trudged through the main courses, we contemplated skipping dessert, but we thought, "How bad can dessert be?" Well, dear reader, it was worse. The Creme Brulee was undercooked and runny, while the apple tart had the texture of a fossilized relic. Our bill, a whopping $212.00, left us questioning our life choices. We could have been ecstatically munching on Big Macs at McDonald's or savoring the delights of any of the genuinely remarkable local restaurants in the area. To summarize, Le Comptoir delivered subpar service, served up poor-quality, unappetizing food, and presented an ambiance that could only be described as tragic. There was no sign outside to indicate the restaurant's name, and the walls inside were as barren as the promises of an unreliable friend. It's painfully evident that this place is teetering on the brink of culinary extinction, and the owner's drowning his sorrows in alcohol while masquerading as the French Laundry. Consider these glaring red flags before you even think of darkening their doorstep: * NO SIGNAGE: If you can't find the place, it's doing you a favor. * 5-MINUTE WAIT: In an empty restaurant? It's like they were auditioning for a comedy show. * 10-MINUTE WAIT: For the privilege of being ignored? Hard pass. * NO MENU: Who needs choices, right? * RUDE SERVICE: If you enjoy being treated like a bothersome fly, by all means, go ahead. * BARE WALLS: Because apparently, they're too busy not serving good food to decorate. In conclusion, save your taste buds, your time, and your money. There are far better options in town, and you won't have to endure the sorry spectacle of Le Comptoir. Bon appétit - elsewhere!
We just discovered Le Comptoir in San Rafael; where we
We just discovered Le Comptoir in San Rafael; where we lived for 30 years before moving to Sonoma 8 years ago. The food is fantastic and the French wine selection is equally inspired. You really see the pride of ownership from owners Stephen and Susannah who pour themselves into this happy eatery and French food store. We were intrigued to try Stephen's gazpacho and he made us a special batch (with some advanced notice)... just superb and and more complex than a traditional Spanish style. They source the very best local ingredients and the prices are very reasonable. Ask for wine pairings with your dinner. Enjoy!
It's so hard to review because I think the owner gets in
It's so hard to review because I think the owner gets in his own way of good reviews . He lacks hospitality care in how he greets and serves guests both in the shop and the restaurant. Menu items here really are in shorter supply than before pandemic closures & items seems to be contingent on what the owner feels like serving that day. It use to be our go to place. I, like others who reviewed experienced a long wait after being seated to be noticed or given water & even when only 3 tables were filled- rest empty the owner didn't care that we were there. Twice they were out of items without any apologies the owner didn't even care or explain other items they were out of. They do not have the complete menu - like before. Poor service from the owner himself. The shop next door --/same thing I came in to buy French cheeses and the owner was behind the counter tasting wine with two of his friends never asking if I needed help, not even caring after 5 minutes of me standing by the cheese refrigerator waiting for help that I just left! I love French food wine and the culinary delights they sell and would hate to see them close but I'll only go back when someone else takes over or manages and shows care for their patrons dining and shopping experience.
My dad, stepmom, our friend Sonja and I often enjoyed
My dad, stepmom, our friend Sonja and I often enjoyed dining at Le Comptoir together following a SF Symphony concert. Although those concert-going days with my beloved elders are now past, I've since returned to Le Comptoir a number of times with friends to delight in this amazing eatery's wonderful French bistrot cuisine and atmosphere. Our most recent dining there took place on Friday, June 9 in celebration of the school semester's ending. The grilled salmon featured on that evening was perfectly prepared, crisply seared on the surface, medium rare inside, deliciously spiced with rare Espelette red pepper from the Pyrénées and served with an onion-leek reduction. Here I will also extol the joy of the accompanying basket of fresh bread and butter. It was a Friday evening; though an electric blues band was performing live on Fourth Street just beyond Le Comptoir's street-facing glass exterior, the music's volume level allowed enough headroom for quiet conversation. The chocolate Crème Brûlée we ordered for dessert was equally first-rate, with its paper-thin top layer of sucre caramelisé and creamy chocolate custard below, though the evening's other dessert offerings, warm Apple Tarte Tatin and Mousse au Chocolat, had made it hard to choose. Our host Stephan was gracious and lovely. Equally awesome is Le Comptoir's market section, replete with French products. Just before leaving to catch a cinema screening, I invested in a new tin of Flavigny anise-seed and violet-flavored pastilles, favorite mints discovered during my long-ago year in Paris. Thanks to San Rafael's Le Comptoir, Paris truly is, as Ernest Hemingway titled it, A Moveable Feast!
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Need to change the date but its being worked on
By 👻 @CompactFlame75, 05/08/2024 12:18 pm
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How do I modify?! I am no longer traveljng that day but since the reservations opened up today someone grabbed it and is working on it for a month from now and i cant figure out how to and if i can modify the date!
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