This is one of those places that tries to be fashionable and forgets to make memorable food.
The setting is a 19th century bank building with stained glass ceilings and marble columns. There’s an inviting oyster bar and expensive beer and cocktail bar. The former bank vaults in the cellar houses a cigar lounge and nightclub.
Our meal started off promising, with a delicious king crab and black truffle ravioli, but then the entrees – warm Berger d’Acremont cheese with a vinaigrette of cider and syrup of Liège and pike-perch filet with Blanche of Steendonck beer and caramelized acacia honey – were wholly forgettable and certainly not worth the asking prices. The mediocre desserts were even a big snore: Belgian waffle and caramel/chocolate allumette. We had a better waffle from a street vendor.