We visited Buffalo Grill before we thought in France we would go. We sat immediately and presented with salad and bread without comment. We waited for a while to order and when it became clear, we could not speak much French the waitress left our table. The manager, Denis, had to come and take our order even though he did not speak English. With my limited French we placed our order and the food came soon after. It was standard chain restaurant food, neither big nor terrible. My wife ordered entrecôte and some parts were nice, but others were really fat, hard and angry. We then had to wait for the age to order Desserts and put up with men on the opposite table and talk about us for some reason. Fortunately, Karma came to our rescue when he spilled a glass of red wine over himself. Once we got the attention of Denis and ordered Desserts we got left again and in the end the bar had to go to get the bill and pay.