text: A small restaurant near the eastern end of Roy. There are two types of seating, hard old wooden chairs with backs that surround you on three sides and bar stools at raised tables. The decor is eclectic and anemic. In some ways it feels like a garage sale of items. The food is advertised as tapas and yet, can you really call something tapas if the style is French? Isn't that really more of an amuse bouche, then? Anyway. most of the tapas were nice and the prices were reasonable, with the exception of the beef tartare which on the night we had it, had an off flavour related to the spices. The alcohol prices were a little high, but still acceptable. The soft drink prices apparently were set by someone from Paris or a stripper, because at $4 for a soft drink, I expect someone to be dancing around nearly naked (or at least be on the Champ d'Elysee, with a snooty accented French.) Makes you wonder who is setting the prices, because a glass of milk is just $3, but cost wise is more than any softdrink. Of note, the Fennel salad was excellent. The creme brulee was nicely prepared. The chevre chaud was too sweet for my taste. The salmon was good. But I would skip the tartare. Oh and the Piano man was quite good.