There wasn't anything spectacular about this place at all. They had a sign up on the wall Maxim Magazine voted them one of the best bars in the country a few years back. Maybe it was super cool a few years ago, but as for now, I beg to differ. The hostess asked if we would be eating, and we told her yes. She then told us to grab a seat anywhere we'd like. We sit, and another woman rushes over and tells us nobody is serving that section. Strange, since the place isn't huge. But anyway.. we sit elsewhere and she comes over and asks if we would be eating. Yes. Then she made some rude, unnecessary comment about the hostess forgetting to give us menus. We ordered our drinks and decided to go with the appetizer sampler. It was about $22 and came with a few different appetizers. Honestly, all were bad. I understand that most bar food is fried food.. but c'mon. This stuff was literally drenched. You could taste the oil which was so unappetizing. My weird husband must have been starving because he said it was alright. I deemed everything inedible and let him have the rest. For a drink, I opted for the amaretto sour. The sweetest, weakest $8 amaretto sour in the world. It strangely tasted like cherry kool-aid. What's up with that!? I never really read Maxim Magazine before, but after this.. I don't think they can be trusted.