Sometimes you find yourself wanting to fall in love with something, but not matter how hard you try, you just can't. I saw Prestige from the street, and was immediately taken by it's girlish decor, fresh roses, and the crowd of diners inside. A restaurant that adorable just begged to be eaten in. Despite the cute decor, everything just went downhill from there. Lukewarm pasta? Check. Lukewarm salad? What the heck, check. A "croque madame" reminiscent of cafeteria toast points? Check. All I can say is that I ate at the speed of lighting, and it wasn't because the food was delicious.