We went here on a Friday night, hoping to have a good date experiencing a new restaurant. This is definitely more bar than grille and I made a royal mistake by bypassing the fireplace area for the windowed, leaky-roofed freezer room that I thought offered up the best view.
We tried the boneless wings for apps - they were ok but their Inferno sauce didn't live up to its name according to my DH. Then we ordered the special pastrami sandwich and a corned beef sandwich - excited about them since the sign on the door proclaimed that they had the best. We apparently ordered the wrong thing as these were probably the worst sandwiches of their kind we've had yet. The pastrami was flavorless, tough, and chewy. The corned beef was just flavorless. The grease/butter used to toast the bread was overwhelming, and I would have preferred the bread not be toasted at all. We tried to make the sandwiches work but it was like making love and just giving up and going home without a climax. Very disappointing.
The waitress suggested we try the cheesecake, which we'd already been planning on, and THAT was delicious (we got it to go). I would go back for more cheesecake if the environment were less bar and more cozy, but we probably won't be back.
This pretty much ruined my night and my heart was broken watching my freezing cold husband miserable - especially mid-sandwich when his drink was empty but the meat was so salty that he was dying of thirst and the waitress was MIA, but then brought him what tasted like pure syrup to drink when she was recovered, and the roof leaked beside me and the surrounding tables suddenly filled with a rambunctious office party... but I guess that's what one gets when one tries to be adventurous.