We came here on a Friday and were able to snag a seat at the bar right away just as a pair vacated their spot. I can't vouch for the quality of dinner as this was our fourth stop of the night, but the drinks, desserts, and service were absolutely top-notch. My friend liked their scotch selection - apparently you can't find Macallan 18 years by the bottle in Toronto anymore - and I would absolutely come back for a more substantial meal just because of the ambiance. Think dark, massive oil paintings, Edison bulbs, and Spanish charm. Having studied the language for a couple semesters, it was nice to know I retained enough to decipher the cocktail names. The bartenders are funny and attentive, and table service was thoughtful. The Santiago cake is assembled for you upon serving; house-made ice cream, warm custard, and soft lemony goodness. Go try it now.