Best of
the Twin Cities
“Ladies and gentlemen serving ladies and gentlemen” is a sort of philosophy of service at St. Genevieve, south Minneapolis’ most Francophile nook, where champagne flows like water and tartines are a fancy name for some of the best sandwiches ever. From the moment one crosses the threshold, a low-lit theatrical experience nudges real life to its rightful place at the back of your mind, as servers and hosts become more like assistants on Fantasy Island. Measured in their spot-on timing, genuine sincerity sans lugubriousness, and fine stewardship of information and charm, the hospitality workers at St. Gen are second to none. Staff style of dress is not trying too hard, but not cookie-cutter, a little like they’re taking you out on a first date. This is, after all, your dime, your Saturday night, and you’ve chosen them. You will again.
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