It is a kind of dining club -- like the game of Clue, but with Gin instead of pipes and ropes. the owners are veterans of those seminal neo-speakeasy joints Freemans, La Esquina, and the Waverly Inn ... so they know what they are doing, or rather, they know how to feed people while maintaining some cool. Leather banquettes, gold-framed paintings, and soft light from chandeliers call for stuffed lobster tails with brown butter veloute and steak tartare with a fried quail egg or bacon-Gruyère burger. Cocktails obligatory.
Things are never what they seem!
