Upscale Syrian. Meticulously presented.
The selection of mezzes were just bursting with flavour. Never had tongue so tender. Veal tongue that is.
My main course, a lamb shank braised in okra was tasty enough, but not as spectacular as the Fattat Mozat (lamb layered with yoghurt, pita, nuts and other wonders) devoured by the diner on my left, nor the heaping large grill platter for two shared by the two diners on my right. Happily they were all friends who didn't mind offering up morsels to me.
The chocolate & sour cherry cake was wholly satisfying - not too sweet, not too sour.
It felt like the staff was still trying to grease their service wheels (we went just 1 1/2 weeks after it opened), and last that I heard they still don't have their liquor license, which is really unfortunate.
But their facebook page just announced the addition of Syrian Poutine to their menu so I'll have to be back soon, even if there's no beer to wash it down.