Quite perfect, we respond rather firmly.
We liked the look of the place--crowded sidewalk resto in front, less crowded candlelit room in back. Mirror-backed bar, various signs referring to monkeys (which is what "Singe" means, and vert means green). Fast-moving black-clad wait staff.
And, on the menu Le Tartare de Boeuf. C'est magnifique!
All right, so you don't eat raw meat. Who asked you to join me? The fact is that Beef Tartar, as it should be served in a French bistro, is a large patty of finely-minced (not ground) uncooked beef, with no gristle and almost no fat. It is mixed with minced shallots, small capers, mustard, pepper, conichons, and the yolk of a quail egg.
On the side are perfect shoestring french fries and a somewhat bland, walnut-oil-dressed salad of baby greens.
For us, because we can't drink alcohol, it is accompanies by a nice mineral-y sparkling water. Badoit is good. So is San Pellegrino.
Le Singe Vert resides at 160 Seventh Ave and can be reached at 212-366-4100. It is right around the corner from our Chelsea apartment, so we'll be back to tell you about the cheese platter, the tarte tatin, and the frisee aux lardons. All of which are exactly what a nice bistro should serve.
It's a sweet little place. You might like it; go there if you can.