We went there on a Friday night for happy hour. We ordered a bottle of champagne which the well meaning server had great difficulty in opening, thus spilling about half a glass into the ice bucket. There were half a dozen tables and seemingly one server who , though good natured, seemed harried and would disappear for what seemed to be long amounts of time. There's quite a limited menu. I ended up with a grilled chicken salad which was tasty enough although at least one of the pieces of chicken were raw in the middle.
They had an absolutely outstanding pistachio cardamom pie, the likes of which I've never tasted. I'm still thinking about it.
We were seated on a gorgeous outdoor patio, which, though small,offered mountains views and access to a gentle breeze. They were advertising music, which consisted of one guy with a guitar who left his beer and chatting buddy about once every half hour to play one song. Despite the very mediocre service and average food (save the pie!), the peaceful , beautiful setting made it worthwhile.