Recently, the Art Museum area has experienced a restaurant boom-let, and Lemon Hill, named after one of Philadelphia’s historic mansions, is a particularly welcome addition to the neighborhood. The handsome corner space is one part cozy tavern and one part dining room. It’s a brick- and wood-clad space that retains its character in spite of the sports-showing TV flickering behind the bar. Fittingly, cocktails are a definite strength at Lemon Hill. Both classic drinks (like a balanced Negroni) and special house-invented creations are worth a sip. The food is certainly a cut above typical bar eats; it calls to mind similar menus found at Philly’s great gastropubs. A roasted cauliflower flatbread is especially satisfying, with mounds of nutty browned florets mingling with fava beans and the perfect amount of cheese. The patty melt is something to savored as well: buttery, thick slices of bread bookending some seriously designer beef, courtesy of flashy meat purveyor Pat LaFrieda. Starters like excellent fresh baked pretzels and house made pickles are exactly what you want to have when you settle in for drink. Service is friendly and relaxed -- you’ll appreciate not being rushed ounce you decide to order a second round and settle in for a while.