There's a moment in each restaurant meal when you're forced to decide if what you are doing with your life is in fact enjoyable. It happened for me at Satoro Restaurant and Lounge while I was eating a slice of Mediterranean flatbread pizza that I did not order. A female saxophonist had sneaked into the lounge area where we were seated and proceeded to play over the generic and loud dance music belting from the loudspeakers. The awful combination sounded something like: thump,... More >>>