I'll add to what I said before:
My favorite kind of prose is the kind that really takes me there (wherever "there" is) so that I feel like I can envision everything; it is the kind of prose that reveals the most without taking me out of the story.
Sometimes a few perfect details are enough for me (as a reader) to build a whole scene around, and everything comes vividly to life. But I know when the writer has not chosen the right details or not given enough, because the setting is just murky. (Which isn't good even when the characters are in a place that is literally murky.)
But sometimes an author can build detail upon detail in such a way that each one expands my perceptions of what I am supposed to be seeing, or thinking, or feeling, so that even beyond what is said explicitly, there are implications of more and yet more. It is easy for a writer who is trying too hard to impress to do this the wrong way If, for instance, the details themselves are prosaic, or not appropriate (in tone, meaning, or otherwise) to the thing they are describing, or there is simply repetition without adding new shades of meaning — then I don't feel the scene is gaining in clarity. In fact, I may feel there are contradictions that only muddle the impression. (This is apt to happen when the writer is using the Thesaurus too much.)
To me, the style in which a story is told is part of the story. If they don't blend together (seemingly) effortlessly, they will fail to do what I said at the beginning: put me into the scene and keep me there.