I never thought I'd long for the days when the bouncers enfored an impossible velvet rope, but this place could actually benefit from turning a few people away. It's so crowded you can't even move, and a space that could have been fantastically intimate has become a noisehall where you can't hear what anyone is saying and you're always in fear the drunk guy crammed next to you is going to spill his drink on your shoes.
On the bright side, though, they do have a large selection of martinis and they are good.
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