This place came highly recommended by a friend, party because of the vastness of the martini menu. I went with a group, and we all tried a few rounds of something different, but I have to say, most either tasted like a variation on cotton candy or cough syrup. After all the frills, I went ahead and asked for a plain jane, top shelf vodka martini (since I'm allergic to the juniper in gin). Terribly disappointing, not to mention a skimpy pour.
The saving grace of the evening came from our wonderful server, who was extremely personable, even changed out one of the drinks that none of us could stomach. He knew the pitfalls of the menu, and helped us navigate toward some safer choices. I forget his name, except that he was tall, blonde, had glasses, and his wife was also a server.