By mistake I ended up tehre for a late lunch yesterday with a friend. I was dreading it actually. I hadn't read anything about it on the Boards but it had all the earmarks of a place that survies on tourists and old families who remember that it was the place to be seen in 1952. I have to say I was pleasantly surprised. We ordered a half dozen Bluepoints that were briny and crisp with a fabulous mingonette and washed them down with a cute little 2-glass bottle of champagne. I got the "open face" seared tuna sandwich. They should really jsut dispense with the "bread". It was more like a rock-hard toast shingle. But the tangle of mesclun on top was fresh and crisp with a very nice balasmic dressing and the tuna was all you could ask for-rich and perfectly seared otuside, perfectly cool inside. After spying some fine-looking onion rings on someone else's plate, I ordered a side for my self and boy were they EXCELLENT!! Totally grease-free, not batter-dipped but rolled in something that gave them an extremely crispy, dry coating. The onions were obvsiouly freshly cut, thick and sweet. My dining partner had a crab cake appetizer for her entree ( a perfect Weight Watchers size), and it was nice chunky backfin, no filler, good mix of onions and a few tiny dices of green pepper, lightly sauteed, with a little side of the same greens. We split a respectable, not stellar, creme brulee. The standout on it was a pyramid of candied orange peel-dripping just enough instensely orange syrup onto the crackly sugar top. Topped off with a pretty fair capuccino, it was a nice, leisurely (expensive : $40 each!!!!) lunch in a beautiful room with a grand view of the harbor.Good people watching too-especially the group of perfectly coiffed debutantes and their similarly well-groomed matriarch, all in pretty spring dresses, digging into some EEE-NORMOUS lobsters after having an attantive tuxedo-clad waiter tie on ther plastic bibs. And the couple in the corner who ordered some tall beers-they must have been 24 inches high and held in wooden racks.
I'm not necessarily giving it a ringing endorsement, but it didn't kill me to eat there!!!!