Thursday, July 18, 2013 - The ground-floor martini bar is a striking space with high ceilings and an art deco mirror-backed bar. The first-floor dining room is similarly opulent. If only the food lived up to the surroundings. Maryland crab cake would be laughed out of its native state. Small, dry and mealy, it’s the exact opposite of the real thing I ate in Baltimore...If your expense account allows, you could spend £70 on wagyu beef, delivered by an over-fussy and intrusive front-of-house team in a room sadly lacking in atmosphere.