I had a high expectation for this place the moment I peek into the dark wooden walled den from the front window. The small entrance, tiled with what looked like custom ceramics, the dark bar, a man in a suit that looked at you funny before offering service. This place must be good!
Well, the things they put on your table were handsome. The wait was courteous and abundantly cute. But the Caesar salad, in which I measured the quality of an eatery, was bland (other than the healthy size of anchovy lying on top). The signature Steak au Poivre so encrusted in peppery exoskeleton, I could not cut through the meat without straining. Combination of the mushroom sauce and the peppercorn crust was tasty, maybe in smaller amount, but the way it was, I couldn't taste the expensive meat at all.
May be next time...