I found it hard to rate this restaurant. Definitely agree with one of the comments from the other reviewers, the chairs are not comfortable at all. The room is big and felt a bit cold, it feels more like a bar that a restaurant yet it does do serious food.
In the end, the food wins out and I would return despite the chairs and the cold, ambiguous room because the food is good. We chose to go with the tasting plate and it is a good way to approach this place. The menu is designed to give you lots of small dishes to share and I think choosing your own is probably not going to be as effective as allowing the chef to choose for you.
The meats (steak and lamb) were very very good, the roasted Snapper one of the best dishes I have had this year and all the other tasters were above average. My only gripe about the food was that at $75 a head, it maybe lacked a touch in quantity.
Service was very attentive and we never had to call a waiter to our table. Overall I think this is a good option to consider for a meal that is a little bit different to the standard.
I really loved Comme Kitchen. The food was gorgeous and the "small plates to share" style of eating is right up my alley. The scallop dish was AMAZING (vanilla butter sauce) as was the grilled treviso with goats cheese and lavender honey. YUM! The only downside I could find was the ever so gorgeous chairs were just a little uncomfortable by nights end. A very small issue in an otherwise great experience.
Oh what a disappointment after much hope. The setting bodes well and the atmosphere starts off with excitement but ends in a loud screaming match between adjacent tables of young pretty drunk things. The service was indifferent except for a very competent waitress - their loss and Comme's gain but her attention and professionalism is lost on the crowd.
The small plates were try - hard but failed. The roe used to top a very ordinary looking overcooked and rubbery seafood omlette were almost impenetrable with the teeth, the worst I could imagine. The mains were also unimaginative, for example King fish fillets crowded into the bottom of a small bowl along with a limp Zuccini flower (advertised as flowers plural) and some tomato - capsicum - anchovy mush. Oh for the days of Blakes Zuccini flowers but this one was a pathetic attempt. One saviour was a well-presented cheese plate but a good selection does not make up for otherwise poor cuisine. By the end of the meal the feeling of can't wait to get out of here was not for want of expectation at the start. The pretentions of the front of house staff just add to the overall impression that one should have to feel grateful to be allowed inside.