The first time we dined at Petit Louis Bistro years ago, a server scoffed at us — yes, actually scoffed — when we ordered a red wine with fish. He returned later to inform us that he had thought it over and concluded our light-bodied choice might be suitable after all. We thought it over, too, and concluded he was still a jerk. That incident made us a little leery of this nearly two-decade-old Roland Park eatery. The formidable din in this Foreman Wolf Restaurant Group venture also discouraged us. Well, a lot of wine has flowed under the bridge since then, so a return visit was overdue. Off a little group of us went one Monday, thinking it might be a relatively slow, conversation-friendly night. Yeah, right. The place was jammed, the noise seismic.(Baltimore Sun Nov. 3, 2018)