Le Voltaire Bistro Francais

Comme ci comme ca
Madame et Monsieur, prepare for a mixed bag here. It’s the only French restaurant in the area and I’m not sure if this may swing punters in its favour. Voltaire may pen a witty review on this perhaps dimly enlightened French restaurant, but I may not.
Let’s start from the beginning mon cherie…
Make sure you have some funds available because this place will dent them like a p plater in peak hour. The waitress was pleasant, although I wouldn’t suggest nursing as a career for her, as you may be left without food and water in your dying hours. However, the mussels were tres bien, and the duck in orange jus delightful. My partner’s chicken was a little dry, and was straddled by a yabby, which was slightly confronting.
And for le desserts, well we never got there, perhaps our waitress was otherwise engaged. In passive aggressive style we got up to pay our bill, and were over charged. This over charging was probably due to the woman on le till doing long division and trigonometry by hand to calculate the cost. There was a calculator next to her, but what can one say…
As Voltaire said
’perfection is attained by slow degrees; it requires the hand of time (and possibly a calculator)’