Bond

Where else can you order an Octopussy? Raspberry vodka with fresh raspberries and sugar cane, shaken not stirred, duh. This restaurant lounge, with a crimson crushed velvet sofa, cushy booths, and a bar almost as long as the list of martinis, is heavy on the lounge, light on the restaurant. Tapas fare like flaming saganaki and a mere four mains to choose from means more time for drinking and schmoozing. Bond flicks roll on the LCD as 007-wannabes peruse for Pussy Galore.