On the bar and atmosphere:
Doormen (both of them) look dressed for a ball. One holds the door. The other hails cabs. Hosts (four of them) occasionally greet you, occasionally ignore you. Bar stools (9 of them) are always occupied. Not a seat in sight at 10:45 on a Thursday night. The front room is dark. A man walks in wearing a full- length mink. A piano player is sometimes louder than the crowd, sometimes not.
Yikes. The drinks, though around $18, left little to complain about but that was about all he liked. The food was dismal:
Overcooked, extra-gamy venison costs $44. A dry slab of pork was $40. Do mashed potatoes need foamy mushroom broth that turns watery? Do they need sea urchin that you can barely taste? Does chewy smoked salmon need cold mustard ice cream? Raw bigeye tuna needed something: salt...That $28 burger ($31 with cheese!) has the juicy, mineral tang of dry-aged beef.
The end result: a sad single star rating. Conclusion: No, that $28 burger is not, not, not worth it. You're better off hitiing up Shake Shack or your favorite reasonably-priced hotel burger shop.