High praises for the attentive service and friendly staff, but that's about it.\n\nThe experience began with cocktails; a fruit martini tasting almost clinical due its unbalanced high vodka, low fruit ratio, and a Manhattan ordered with 'only one or two rocks' served up in a full glass of ice. Two for two thus far.\n\nThe lobster salad, (Valentine's Day menu) a mountainous pile of frisee with a few small chunks of lobster buried deep within, made for a nice game of hide and seek as I watched my date feverishly pick through the lettuce in search of what little lobster was embedded within.\n\nThe cedar planked salmon entree was another huge disappointment. \nA good cedar planked salmon should have the aroma, smoke coloring and caramelization of, well, cedar planked salmon. \nThis was anything but. \nThis salmon, while cooked properly, was tasteless, other than its normal salmon flavor.\nNow, plop it onto a flat, (non-fluffy pile) wet, soggy serving of cous cous and you've really got a plateful of disappointment.\n\nWe also ordered the duck, which was delivered roasted and rare. \nSo rare, it was like cutting raw chicken due to it being so flubbery. But again, as I mentioned, the staff was extremely helpful in bringing out a new plate of duck, this instead of the kitchen simply heating up the unwanted serving.\n\nAfter this level of disappointment, desserts were out of the question, but interestingly enough, our server never even offered us to see a dessert menu. \nHow weird is that?\nIt was like he had ESP.\n\nThroughout dinner, a woman, (we surmised a floor manager) paced the dining area as if overseeing the staff. Too bad she didn't stop by to inquire how our meal was or if everything was alright. Another disappointment.\n\nIronically, if you read other Yelp reviews of Tanzy, nearly all of them feature a management response, either praising Yelpers for their high marks, or, apologizing for their less than stellar experience. \nTanzy, please, there's no need to respond.\n\nI don't want an apology, or some lame reason why things weren't the way they should've been. I'm afraid that would be much too little, too late.\nThe time for that was while we were still captive within your domain.\n\nWhat you should do instead is:\nGordon Ramsey your Executive Chef.\nMake the mixologist sample his / her creations until they bleed vodka out of their eyes.\nAnd finally, have the person frantically pacing the aisles put a smile on her face and actually interface with the patrons, asking about their experience... seemingly pretending to give a poo.