We rather wished he had been our server when the waiter came over and, when asked if they had beer, responded, "We pretty much have everything in domestics," without listing a single brand. We ordered a Sam Adams seasonal draft ($6) and a delicious Malbec ($9). No complaints there, though the drinks did provide a telling observation of the French Kitchen: The wine and beer glasses were thoroughly generic, something you might pick up at IKEA, a far cry from what you see at the likes of Cunningham's, Petit Louis, or even a BYOB like Bottega. The lack of thought applied to aesthetics seems somewhat odd in this restaurant-touted as having been inspired by Matisse in its bold yellow-and-blue color scheme and fanciful plating strategy. Instead, the overall look of the dining room ultimately resembles a poor man's Versailles, with lofty walls covered in many-paned window frames filled with mirrors.