Five words: Don't get your hopes up. It's okay, but, my hopes and expectations were not met. For a place that I understand to be featuring small plates, there was not a particularly large nor intriguing selection of such offerings. And, unlike Modesto, where each small plate provides a distinct and usually very favorable taste experience, we really didn't get that jolt here. In fact, the medium [full-size] dishes that we had were considerably better, and were quite good -- particularly the duck. The grouper also was good, but the duck was great. The impression created here was a place that doesn't want to be a Spanish tapas restaurant, and isn;t, but wants to use the small plates concept with novel combinations to generate interest and have an impact on the eater. We thought it was good and will probably return at some point, but we just weren't really wowed. And, it would be nice if such an aspiring kitchen would see fit to create its own desserts so we aren't limited largely to Hank's underwhelming cheesecakes. The service was very nice, though a bit amateurish, and the atmosphere was very pleasant. Really enjoyed the unobtrusive background tunes from a solo guitarist, who, when the crowd thinned out, was quietly taking requests. Weird corkage policy: $5 or $7, depending on the bottle -- the waitress confided that her instructions are to make a judgment call: if it's a good bottle, charge $7. Even though $7 is very modest, and the 2 bottles we brought were very good and expensive, she refuses to charge anyone more then $5.