Dinner at Graffit (not to be confused with Graffiti) two weekends ago was OK for me, and "not very good" for Jimmy (mystery man's name revealed!). I had somewhat high hopes for the place because the menu looked promising and the descriptions really sounded great. Instead, we felt the dishes didn't quite live up to their descriptions and something was just off with the execution. I found myself taking a bite and thinking, "HUM interesting... " and not necessarily in that good way. I was also disappointed the tapas menu is not served in the dining room and only reserved for the bar area. Since this place is up there in the Upper West, I doubt we'll return.
I asked to be seated in the garden area to catch the wee bit of daylight left, but later the lighting was a mess, and these pictures required adjustments up the wazoo. (How did I ever get away with shooting in JPEG only?! Oh right, I did with horrible white balance and exposure on all my restaurant shots, ugh.) The white balance is still inconsistent in these but I did what I could.
Also, this cushioned seating (in the first picture) is deceptively uncomfortable - those buttons are intense and jabbed at me all night!
Out of the six appetizers we shared, I thought the pumpkin soup and fake truffles (some kind of falafel thing) were pretty tasty but the others were unmemorable. Ah well, I did want to like this place.