After hearing a lot of buzz about this Wolfgang Puck newbie in the Newseum, we tried it on a recent busy Saturday. The Bentley and Aston Martin parked outside presaged the trendy set inside. The trendy also were the noisy, and the bare glass and stone surfaces made it so we almost could not hear across the table. A slow start with the service, including one guest getting an out-of-date menu and another vegetarian guest having to press for more than stir-fried or steamed vegetables as dining options. No bread in this asian-themed spot, so we were eager for the amuse-bouche -- a plate of spicy stringbeans with almonds. No sooner had they arrived than our appetizers appeared and the beans whisked away. (When we commented that the appetizers came a little sooner than we wanted, the waiter said he would make a note of it, but refused to delay the service, effectively rushing us.) The tuna tartare in nori cones was bland and unexceptional. The ensuing short ribs also were un-noteworthy, and the accompanying rice came five minutes after the main course. The desserts were unusual, and good. (A shredded philo with goat cheese and cherries, for example.) The tab, high. The experience, average. The service, brusk. (When navigating the busy aisles to go to the rest room, the servers not only didn't get out of one's way but expected the guest to move aside for them.) The desire to return anytime soon, not so great. Disappointing in light of the high hopes.