A rather persnickety foodie raved about a recent dinner here, so we thought we were in for a treat. The meal started with gusto: plump escargot wading in a pool of garlic- and herb-spiked cream, perched on crisp ovals of pastry, reminded us of meals we’d had in Burgundy. And a decadent Brie soup was good to the last slurp. But entrées were hit and miss. Trout amandine arrived so overcooked and fishy we had to send it back, but veal scaloppine, with three large medallions pounded thin, boasted a lemony zing and a salty pop of capers. The accompanying pasta—a ho-hum mound of overcooked fettuccini slathered in average tomato sauce—was disappointing. To replace the trout we ordered tilapia, a chef’s special for the night, and it arrived piping hot, with a nice, crispy crust from the sauté pan. But the sides on this dish fell flat: uninspired mixed vegetables and too-crunchy rice. Determined to end the night on a high note, we asked for the chocolate bourbon cake, which we saw exit the kitchen in record numbers. However, the dry, UFO-shaped confection was almost inedible, not to mention there was no hint of bourbon in any bite. And the service was, unfortunately, a little too authentically, and unpleasantly, French. 5934 Royal Ln., Ste. 120. 214-987-4900. $$.
Update: Le Rendezvous has closed.
