I went to L’Artiste Muscle for lunch and I was shown to a table that I practically had to hold my breath to get into — it was in a tight corner or windows and walls and next to a table to four. I ordered the soup of the day, parsnip carrot, and a small green salad. The soup was decent, but unexciting. It was a bit thick, and there was too much parsley on top. The salad at first seemed to be OK, but once I got past the top layer, I realized it was absolutely drenched in a mustardy dressing. I couldn’t each much of the bottom half.

I was surprised because the place was filled with respectable-looking businesspeople and every time the waiters would bring plates out to other tables, I wondered what was being served because the dishes looked quite good, especially the bigger salads. I might go back to try something else, since they had some nicer looking larger salads and a mushroom risotto.

It's also a wine bar, though not knowing much about French wines I don’t have much to say about their list without having tasted anything. I also believe the bar is only open until 6 pm, not exactly prime drinking hours. There also seemed to be a downstairs dining room.

The best part of my lunch was when the guy at the table next to me called someone a Phillistine. And the service was generally quite nice and quick.