Bottega Louie. The restaurant my Uncle took Dan and I to meet his friend Damian, was the loudest restaurant I have ever been in. To the point where it was bizarre. In a place where everyone drinks their meal this was one of the few restaurants that put down water before I asked. Not sure if my vodka rocks Uncle even drank the water but we appreciated it. I didn’t even try to keep up with my Uncle on drinks, he told us he doesn’t sweat because the alcohol coming out of his system just evaporates.
The food was good, I posted the pic of the pizza earlier and I would definitely go back. It felt like a mix of LA, New York and Paris all in one restaurant and of course they have a full bakery section including trendy tasty macarons.