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Though the floor-to-ceiling brickwork, glowing fireplaces, and horseshoe-shaped bar—crowned by a massive, expensive-looking copper hood—lend this Greenwich Village supper club some homey allure, there’s something naggingly Gray Line about the enterprise. Maybe it’s the clusters of Japanese tourists ordering piles of jumbo shrimp from the raw bar. Or perhaps it’s the too-high prices, justifiable only if you’re from out of town—or if you equate good live music with meat-cube cassoulet and soy-sopped tuna steaks. The menu is mostly American Basic, with crab-and-lobster crabcakes, house-aged filet mignons, and garlic-crusted chicken breasts joined by a selection of pastas and ravioli dishes. Nothing’s elaborately flavored or overly exciting, but we can say that the restaurant—housed in a twenties auto garage turned forties cabaret hall turned seventies Off Broadway theater—is smartly designed. The three-level layout allows nearly every table a clean sightline of the spotlighted stage, where spirited jazz concerts, held nightly and during weekend brunches, take place.   — Jon Steinberg

Maryland crab-and-lobster cake, $15.95; shallot crusted filet mignon, $36.95