You'll so want to like Cuvée, for the welcome is warm and gracious, the staff generously attentive, and the simple décor pleasingly serene, with white tablecloths set against warm wood floors and prints of vineyards. But alas, it wanes prosaic. Much of its fare is mundane, and its merely calling the cuisine French won't make the imitation turn into the real thing. The cassoulet couldn't be less authentic, and the "prawns a la Thailandaise" (what are they doing on a French menu anyway?) are really faux Thai, and utterly bland. There are dishes that could add up to a nice supper: snails baked in garlic butter, rib-eye bifteck with bleu cheese and perfectly done spring vegetables. But too often things go awry. (Originally reviewed 5/25/05.)