Bond. Jan Bond. With its golden ceiling above and lush lamps, sofas, and sounds below, Bond is equally as double-oh-so-'70s as it is comfortably experimental. Ditto for the menu, which darts from rabbit braised to perfection to steak grilled with heirloom mushrooms to fish roasted with corn, wild parsnips, and oranges. Being close to the similarly gilded Concert Building, Bond can also be a great location for, say, a post-Rossini martini. Lunchtime sees things a tad more restrained, with choices running more along the lines of club sandwiches and decidedly non-McDonalds-like caesar salads.