"A dimly lit, romantic alcove with a striking marble slab separating the bar; bartenders have a breezy insouciance and make solid martinis (one noted with Botanist gin and a twist) served in unusually small glasses. The spot is good for quiet conversation and unwinding, offers cigarette loosies at the bar, but its fries disappointed (small, greasy stubs that tasted reheated) and mustard was inexplicably unavailable." - E. Alex Jung