If you loved FAB, you really need to start buying better laundry detergent, but you're also gonna love the resto's hotter, younger, French-ier sister F&B, which the owner (Fab!) made neighborhood-friendly and romantically refined with wood beams, vintage French art, bowls/plates stacked on floating platforms above leather booths, and a chandelier inside a cage.

Start an entirely different romance with eats like four-hour dry-rubbed wings cooked in chicken fat, briny Kumamoto oysters, and a duck legs/ chicken liver/ pork/ smoked ham/ foie gras plate of country pate w/ cornichons, croutes, and Dijon mustard from France's Maille -- eat too much and you'll need your own carrier. During lunch hours there're sammiches like rosemary-marinated, griddle-seared Australian leg of lamb on toasted olive bread, while later there's bone marrow-buttered ribeye, 12hr-beer-marinated chicken, and seafood like grapefruit vinaigrette-tossed scallops and flour-dusted skate wing, which is presumably just like the one Kit Cloudkicker had in TaleSpin, except with flour on it.

Their eight draft brews include Estrella Damm, and there're 11 cocktails such as the tequila/ tobacco/ cucumber Spice of Life, though if you managed to con a lady into coming, consider French wines like 2007 Chateau Bel-Air Lalande de Pomerol Bordeaux, interestingly described as having "animal scents", though it's nothing you can't get out with a little Fab!