I don't love buvette. We were looking for a place,...

I don't love buvette. We were looking for a place, and came upon it by chance. What a lovely setting and warm vibe the place gave off. We went in, put our name down and luckily got a garden table in less than 20 minutes. It was a tight space, but it was beautiful. We were pretty thrilled. The menu is pretty compact. We chose three items to share and ordered a glass of wine each. Perhaps we didnt do what was expected of us...? I'm not sure what happened after this point. Our first dish came out pretty quick. We expected the wine to follow right after but it didn't come. We waited for while. When the second dish came we asked the guy about the wine and he said that our server will be bringing it. We waited again for some time and finally our server came to check on us and we asked about the wine again. Clearly she forgot. Once the wine arrived, we worked on the first two items. One of them was the moules au curry. The mussels and fries were ok, but the sauce was pretty delicious. Normally one would get some bread with a dish like this to soak up all that goodness. We didnt, but felt bold enough to ask for it. We went through the bread pretty quickly and hoped for some more because there was still some of the delicious sauce left. So we asked again. We waited for a while, when the guy who brought us the first dish came by and asked if we needed anything else and started to clear the dishes away. We felt kind of awkward and maybe a little unwelcome and said we were waiting for another dish. But truly we both wanted to get out of there. So when he asked if he could take the leftover sauce away, we were ok with it. We waited long enough for the bread, and it never did come. Our server came back and asked if there was anything else. We said we had a third dish coming but if they forgot it, maybe we could order something else in its place. Just then she remembered that the dish was ready! And within minutes it came out. It was the betteraves. The menu describes it as roasted beets, shallot and horseradish creme fraiche. It was cold and had the texture of boiled beets with a dollop of sour cream on top of it. I took one bite and I was done but my lovely date painfully ate it. I dont know why. Once again our server returned and asked if we wanted anything else. We both vehemently shook our heads and said NO THANK YOU! We did not enjoy eating and drinking at Buvette. It is entirely possible they were having an off night. But it is entirely certain we will not be returning to find out if that's true or not. We will not miss each other. Bye Buvette.