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| - Ended up here on a Thursday night with a few friends at around 9 pm. There were three of us initially, but we were expecting three more to join later on, so we were told that we could only be seated inside. Apparently there was a wait-list to be seated outside on the patio even though we noticed several clean, empty tables. When inquiring about those tables, we were told by the hostess, putting on her fakest smile ever, that parties (which we couldn't observe) were about to be seated there. So without further argument, we proceeded inside Brassaii (admittedly, the walkway to the actual building is one of the highlights of the whole venue), where we were promptly seated.
Inside was a pretty swank decor, including a bar laced with a row Grey Goose bottles. The atmosphere was fairly loud, and so it was difficult for us to even hear one another from across the table. Several of us had already eaten, so we ordered a few appetizers (the flatbread, burrata and charcuterie). None were especially outstanding. Of the two desserts we ordered (the biscotti & truffles -- where were the truffles?, and the creme brulee), the creme bruleee was more satisfying and came with a pound cake.
On our way out, we observed that the patio area had filled up with a very good looking crowd; they literally looked like they had jumped out of pages of an Abercrombie catalog. I guess that explains why we weren't allowed to sit outside.
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