We new something was awry when 4 teenage models greeted us at the door the take our coats.  Our french-speaking waitress was just that, french-speaking and only french-speaking.  NOBODY understood the specials.  The sommelier corrected us when we referred to has "wine steward," insisting on the esteemed title of "Wine Director." The oysters were the best we ever enjoyed.  The wines were also fabulous. That being said, we had to make a special request for a green dish; salads were not on the menu and your dish will not come with a vegetable.  The Dungeness crab risotto was devoid of crab, and uncooked rice grains speckled the sad excuse for a dish.  A little sauce on the bolognese might helped to choke it down easier.  Rice-a-roni would have been a welcomed substitute. Regarding those 4 hostesses, they had stashed our coats outside on the patio and could only smile sheepishly as they helped us into icey coats. In summary, Araxi is a terrific place for wine and oysters, but forgoe dinner unless you're hankering for a heft dose of dry, crabless elitism.