A cut above its churrascaria counterparts, this surprisingly intimate restaurant gets buzz on account of the roomy (and super-stylish) rooftop lounge. But the real draw, of course, is the food, which begins with trips to the aptly named “harvest table”; it’s where intricate salads get their own sauces, and meats and cheeses are worthy of their own course. The prix-fixe affair continues as the meaty onslaught begins. Beef and more beef. Lamb and loads of sausages. It's nonstop---especially given servers circulate with seared ahi, too. It’s hard to imagine saving room for dessert, but the s’mores pie is a sweet spot for parties of two. Then again, you could linger over a sage-laced Hendrick's cocktail instead.
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