Monday and Tuesday nights were devoted to trial runs with friends and family. Thursday night, without any media coverage whatsoever, The House did 90 covers.
When I walked around late yesterday afternoon, the place was swarming with staff getting ready for service. The interior conjures a classy, 19th Century bordello -- with maybe a hint of European bistro -- thanks to flocked wallpaper, crystal chandeliers and lots of mirrors.
Past the French doors along the west wall lies a charming patio outfitted with a massive brick fireplace and shaded by a huge old tree. According to Carter, the story goes that the tree was planted 70+ years ago, after the family who lived there used it as a Christmas tree. True or not, it's a great story and a great tree. We're all going to want to spend time here.