When you walk into Tapas 171, you walk into a bar and it’s a bit confusing where you’re supposed to eat, but it turns out the restaurant is in the basement. It was dimly lit and romantic. We sat in a cute cove in the corner. We looked at the menu and were again confused because the dishes were between 10-15 dollars, which is not the usual price of tapas. So we thought maybe they weren’t tapas sized (which they actually aren’t, more like appitzers-sized). We asked the (rude) waitress who said people typically order two or three each. This seemed expensive, but we did so anyway. This is the point where we should have left. I ordered the Naan pizza and spring rolls, and Julian ordered the deep fried pepper and bean burger. I will review the orders from best to worst. The spring rolls were fresh and came with a wonderful (and warm!) peanut sauce, the bean burger was small, but delicious with taziki sauce, the fried pepper was bar food quality at best, and the naan pizza was plain and with a chicken/shrimp-like inedible topping. Overall, stay away. The dishes are both inconsistently sized and so unbelievably overpriced. I’ve never felt more ripped-off.