Bigger isn't always better: a quick little receiver can find open spaces, small cars get better mileage, Roseanne. For an eatery that knows less can be more, check out Cafe D'Art.
Run by a guy who's handled the chaos of big, glammed-out venues like Mia downtown, but decided it was time for something more intimate, D'Art's a candle-lit tapas/Cuban spot that oozes bohemian-ness via a chunky wooden bar, hanging sculptures of both women and Cuban life, and a quaint shaded garden, and serves up the "kind of food you'd get when you visit your Cuban girlfriend's parents", which is weird, cause everyone knows your girlfriend is from Canada, and she's totally coming back to camp next year once her modeling contract ends, and it's gonna be the best summer ever. Tapas take the form of fried garbanzo beans sauteed with bits of sausage, onion, and garlic, and assorted meats (prosciutto, sweet ham, roasted pork & chorizo cantimpalo), while for larger platters it's shrimp creole, plus sandwiches like the classic Cuban with two-day-marinated roasted pork adobado, and a similar deal served on sweet bread called the Medianoche, so named because it was historically served 'round midnight, which historically makes the eater more round. There's also sweet stuff like house-made flan and arroz con leche, Cuban coffees and cortaditos made with coveted Cafe Negro (a pungent strong roast from Cuba you can't buy in stores), and special drinks made with condensed milk and chopped fresh fruit like mango, mamey, papaya, and banana called "Mom" shakes, which she usually gets around 2pm if she hasn't had her special white grape juice.
They're also hosting a slew of special nights like Saturday Matinee (get a comp glass of wine/beer with "Mom's" arroz con pollo), and every damn night there're 21 wines by the glass, a slew of standard beers, and...this place being Cuban and all...sake -- finally, an example of when a wide-ranging Barr actually is better.