The atmosphere at this American restaurant in Beacon Hill reminds us of a Gatsby party—one where everyone eats kobe beef pigs in a blanket instead of baked ham and roast turkeys. We always start with a plate of Thai coconut shrimp with pineapple sauce and a Mount Vernon spritz with lemongrass rice wine. The rotating mains are richer than the people who live on this block, so expect to eat something like a veal chop stuffed with prosciutto and shiitake mushrooms or lobster tortellini the size of golf balls.