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| - I enjoyed the tortilla here, and the wine list is alright too - better than anything you'll find on the campus side of the capitol. But most of the other dishes I've tried, such as the stuffed flatbread, charcuterie plates, and empanadas have been on the mediocre side. This is not to say they aren't tasty, but the idea behind tapas is to savor a few tastes of truly delightful food. The portions here are Americanized, and prepared half-heartedly. The charcuterie wasn't fresh - it seems the meats had been left improperly stored overnight in the refrigerator.
The Icon has potential, but overcompensates in its attempt for Hollywood nostalgia and lands with a result that's more camp than class. I get it - you're trying to harken back to the glamour days of Monroe, Brando, Dietrich, and Grant, while offering tapas to appeal to the sophisticates. Unfortunately pairing cheekily named martinis and cocktails with mid-grade quality food leaves one unsatisfied.
The outdoor seating is lovely in the sumer, but the interior is veering towards gaudy with mostly monochromatic plastic, faux leather, and tile.
I will say I've been kept at the bar distracted by the little TV they have playing old movies and TV shows - it's a cute touch.
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