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“It's certainly a nice space with cathedral ceilings and grand decor, but the scenery isn't worth the trouble.”
“There was a lot of young beautiful people there, the music was great and although the bar took a while to get to me my drinks I was very happy with them.”
“Overall I would recommend this place and I would definitely return.”
“After waiting an hour to get in we found it was nothing more than a standard hotel bar with overpriced drinks, forgettable music, and lots of bored-looking people standing around.”
“After waiting an hour to get in we found it was nothing more than a standard hotel bar with overpriced drinks, forgettable music, and lots of bored-looking people standing around.”View Less
Complete Disappointment.
To start, allow me to say this is a lovely space - the decor is elegant and the ambiance excellent.
I attended a dinner with eight other professional women - thus we made a reservation for nine, yet they sat us at a booth made for eight, so we were sitting on top of one another.
The waitress possessed virtually no knowledge of wine. The appetizers were mediocre at best - akin to what you might expect from a Chinese buffet.
When it came time to order dinner, we specifically questioned the waitress as to the size of the "half-plates". We explained that we were quite hungry, seeking more than just an appetizer-sized portion, yet she assured us that a "half-plate" would suffice for dinner. I ordered the scallops as a half-portion and received TWO tiny, cold scallops, one of which had an embarrassing chunk taken out of it. They were served over an ice-cream scoop of white rice with about 17 wrinkly edamame beans that looked as though they were cooked hours ago. Appalling presentation to boot.
Two individuals ordered the lamb, which was cooked poorly (overcooked) and came with an overwhelmingly rancid prune sauce.
I politely informed the waitress that we were disappointed with the overall quality of the food and she rolled her eyes and walked away. We were all in the mood for dessert, (and were definitely still starving!) but instead chose to end this awful dining experience.
I would certainly avoid this place for dinner. The place is so beautiful that the staff feel no need to strive for excellence in food and wine service. The bar/lounge scene did seem fun as we were leaving around 9:30PM. If I were to go again, it would be for the fabulous decor and ambiance, but I would only patron the bar.…
NEVER AGAIN....
This place is a joke... long lines with no one inside. They put up a velvet rope Friday at 5:30pm. I made sure to get there right after work to avoid this type of nonsense. Finally after 20 minutes
got in then waited another 15 min for a waitress to take a drink order.. My g/f and I left... i'll give my $ to some place else.
Please BOND you are not NYC, so stop trying.…
Worth a second look.. Tea here is something to try.
watch out if you only speak english or are under 40. Bond opened to huge talk in Boston. Admittedly, I was interested. I saw lines that were very long every time I went by so i hesitated on going. Finally I went one night. It was fun to dress up because the place is dressy. We got food and it is a 2 bite dish- not my fav. As the evening turned I saw the crowd get older. Bond had stretched the area of cougartown to a new area. Albeit these cougars were the sultry sexy one they were still cougars. Immediately following them a large influx of European men who love them. Then as the night when on the Europeon crowd took over and the cougars left with their hot men. Many of them were so refined, they were edgy cougars but definitely in the pack…
Citysearch Editorial Review. Built in 1922, the room that now houses Bond was once part of the Federal Reserve Bank. In 2009, Jeffrey Beers International, a New York City designer who’s done similar spaces in Las Vegas, Dubai and Miami, transformed this unused corner of the Langham Hotel into a stylish power lunch and nightlife destination that feels luxurious without evoking the stuffy Brahmin mustiness of Boston’s other upscale watering holes. Cheeky portraits of presidents (as they appear on dollar bills) peer down at diners, while modern furniture grounds the space in the here and now. Bond draws a well-dressed downtown crowd every night (show early or prepare to wait in line) to lounge and nibble or have dinner proper, while lunchtime is a bit more subdued--no reservations necessary.…
