Easily the best restaurant in Prospect Heights. James. We dined at its (very comfortable) bar last night. The food is simple American fare with a very European/French sensibility. I would venture to describe our meal as perfect. I love food that is all about the quality of the ingredients coupled with a simple (but not gimmicky) sophisticated execution. Equally intriguing is the story behind the name and the concept. The chef's great grandfather is named James Calvert (a one time cook) was its inspiration. The shopping list pictured above, I hear, belonged to James' wife.
I was also literally rubbing elbows with writer Malcolm Gladwell, who was also dining at the bar next to me. I happen to think the bar is the best part of this tiny restaurant. The interior design of the space is well done, spare. I love the unexpected, slick lucite chandelier that offsets the grungy mirror and right wall that is the room's focal point.
I must mention too, that their brunch offers an equally impressive menu. Brooklynites and Manhattanites must try it (if you haven't already).