By about 8pm at this clubby haunt, quiet conversation is out; noise, fun and food are in. Roasted goat cheese in a rich flaky pastry and silky, full-flavored foie gras terrine lead the appetizer pack. For your entrée, consider one of the mussel dishes, especially the Thai variation with ginger, lemongrass and cilantro, or go straight for the succulent steak au poivre. (Pairing your meal with a good wine shouldn’t be a problem; the
list is nearly 20 pages long.) Le Charlot’s desserts,
which include profiteroles and tarte Tatin, do the classics justice.
|Venue name:||Le Charlot||Contact:|
19 E 69th St
|Cross street:||between Madison and Park Aves|
|Opening hours:||Daily noon–midnight|
|Transport:||Subway: 6 to 68th St–Hunter College|
|Price:||Average main course: $22. AmEx, MC, V|
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Average User Rating
2 / 5
- 5 star:1
- 4 star:0
- 3 star:0
- 2 star:0
- 1 star:3
Most terrible restaurant I've been to in Manhattan!!! – From the outside Le Charlot is very appealing. It has outdoor seating, nice decorations, and appears to be a great place. All this quickly goes down hill the minute you walk in. The service was absolutely horrendous. The food was just plain OK. The manager or possibly the owner (did not bother asking who he was), was just a sad human being. It was obvious that he was "sucking up" to anyone that looked somewhat important. Overall, the entire experience was terrible. I have been living in Manhattan for quite some time and dine out almost all the time. This was by far the worst experience in dining I have ever had. I highly DO NOT RECOMMEND this place!!!
Food not too bad but personel attitude unbelievably rude ,I don't know how those people still work there. Blond woman barely understand English ,looks like she just came from Europe ,food not too quick.
stopped by one evening with my girlfriend, and there was an empty table right out front. i'm pale, she's brown, and all in all we are pretty regular. after ignoring us, the host asked what we wanted, as if it wasn't obvious that we wanted to eat dinner. he told us that there were no tables available outside, and inside there was no air conditioning, and we could find a restaurant over on Lex. i have no idea why he didn't want us at his restaurant, but he looked at us like we were infected with something. certainly not an experience we've ever had before. i have no idea what that means, but we're not going back to find out.