Le Reve is my favorite restaurant… its one of the things I miss about San Antonio. I make a point to visit it or its sister, Sandbar, whenever I’m there as well.
Le Rêve is a spectacular case in point. Who in his right mind would expect to find a fairly formal French restaurant — jackets for the gentlemen, please — on a drab downtown corner in easy-living San Antonio, a city known for air bases, the Alamo and Tex-Mex, and most certainly not haute cuisine? But there it is on Pecan Street, a “rêve” (dream) in more ways than one, flanked by a Greyhound bus station and a barbecue joint.
Not just formal and French but fabulous — worthy of the most exigent tastes, Texan or otherwise. Patricia Sharpe, the authoritative food critic of Texas Monthly, considers it the best restaurant in the state, which is saying a lot when the competition includes places like Cafe Annie in Houston, Abacus in Dallas and the Driskill Grill in Austin. I doubt there is a better restaurant in the country so little known.
