Faux pas, numéro un: The restaurant's name is "Brasserie", not "Brassiere".
I'm sure there was so much wrong about my above statement that H1 will have a field day with me when she reads it. I am intent on proving either one of two things: that I am obsessed with undergarments or that I have no qualms showing just how much I almost failed French.
The point is, when inviting your frenemies for a night out to a French Restaurant for Restaurant Week, make sure you do invite them for the right thing.