Sette: Valentines Day Disaster

I need to rant. My girlfriend and I have just returned from our Valentines dinner at Sette. I haven't been there in years, and I had been hearing such good things, I decided to give it a try, with a $50 prix fixe, it seemed reasonable enough. We arrived on time, and were seated immediately. Our table was a little wobbly, and was promptly straightened by our sever. Well done. Included in the Prix Fixe was three courses, with a Prosecco toast. The waiter kindly asked us whether we would prefer the toast immediately, or after the meal, and we said we'd prefer it after dinner. Two minutes later, our prosecco arrived for a toast. We shrugged and figured on a busy night, we'd let it slide, no big deal. For the first course, I had a completely tasteless salad with gigantic uncut swatches of lettuce. There was some sort of liquid "goat cheese" swirled on the lettuce that was equally tasteless, and there were mandarin oranges that weren't even sweet. (Mandarin oranges with no taste? How do you manage that?") But, to be honest, on Valentines day, it's an appetizer, and I wasn't expecting much. I let it slide. It was after the first course we realized that we hadn't received the bread, olive oil or olives that many (not all) of the other guests received. We asked, for them, and got some bread. No oil, no olives. The bread was cold cardboard. for the main course I had the tiniest, toughest burnt rack of lamb I have ever seen. My girlfriend had a fruitta di mare with a watery, peppery sauce that was otherwise without flavor, and garnished with a half-disassembled lobster carcass. They were awful. Finally, a dessert course was included in the prix fixe: Profiteroles. We figured, at least you can't mess up profiteroles. In fact, I don't think I've ever had a bad profiterole. Until tonight. Instead of ice cream, or even cream, they were filled with some kind of cloy lemon gelatin. We could barely get them down, but we were both starving, since all of the portions were miniscule. I don't even want to tell you what the total was after we begged for the check (tip automatically included) for 20 minutes, with no offer of coffee. Whe I left I felt like I'd been robbed. Now I know it is valentines day, and no matter where you go, you will be getting mass produced, prix fixe food, with gun-for-hire service, but this was one of the worst meals I have ever had. Please tell me this is not a typical experience at Sette.