Burgette

Just a few blocks from Third Street Promenade, this French spot from the people behind Bar Monette feels much chiller than the surrounding chaos of Santa Monica’s tourist crowds. And, based on a first visit, it seems best utilized as a dimly lit place to split a cheese plate at the curved bar, have a glass of wine by candlelight, then call it a night. The overseasoned small plates lack cohesion and are generally expensive for what you’re getting (looking at you, $16 wasabi brussels sprouts and $18 roasted mushrooms). Even the namesake burgers are just overdone patties hiding under one-too-many scoops of salty aioli, and lukewarm fries could use a little more cooking time. We’ll check back in soon to try more of the food. Until then, take down the soggy, bland chicken cordon bleu burger at your own discretion, but don't say we didn't warn you.