On our last evening in Philadelphia, we went to Jean Georges. The waterfall walls lead down to the dining room and bar, and together with the view, it makes for a memorable experience.




I had taken an extra jacket with me for the evening at the special request of my GF. If you then look at the guests at the table in front of you, you are naturally annoyed that you didn't take your tuxedo or at least a dark suit and tie with you.

Honestly, how can you go to a restaurant looking like that? I don't even look like that when I take out the trash! Since especially Americans seems to love dress codes (I say they some are horny for them), there is of course one on the Jean Georges website. It reads “SMART CASUAL ATTIRE IS REQUIRED. COLLARED SHIRTS, SPORT COATS, LONG PANTS AND COVERED SHOES ARE ENCOURAGED. SPORTSWEAR, OVERLY REVEALING ATTIRE AND HATS OF ANY KIND ARE NOT ALLOWED.” I hope everyone understands why I find these dress codes and the constant inquiries about them so ridiculous.
But let's take a look at the menu:

Very positive: A good selection of non-alcoholic beverages.

We took the menu with a few changes, a glass of “real” wine for GF and a bottle of Naughty Rose from South Africa. Plus a mocktail.



























The food was good, no question about that. The restaurant has a AAA 5-diamond award, unfortunately Michelin does not rate in Philadelphia. I would say 1 solid star. But then my “problem” arose:

Without the obligatory 20% “tip” (actually, they wish for 22% or even more – after all, the guests have it and with the low restaurant prices, the staff can hardly be decently paid), we were at $635, with it was then around $762. For that money, I can eat in many 3-star restaurants in Europe. Even though the food was good, the price-performance ratio was simply not right.