Bring the Noise: Bottega Louie

Many people complain about the noise at Bottega Louie.

I love the noise. I love the low roar of scores of simultaneous conversations. I love the clacking of stiletto heels on the cold white marble floors. I love the clanging of the pans. I love the clinking of the glasses. I love all the echoes magnified by the high ceiling, ringing throughout the luminous space.

Bottega Louie is vibrant. Bottega Louie is alive.

The last time I blogged about Bottega Louie was more than two years ago when I first tried it and ate there twice in one week. I loved it that much. Immediately.

I particularly enjoy Bottega Louie for brunch, when daylight infuses the restaurant with a captivating soft glow.

I love the bottles of water on the table. I love the orange seasoned salt.

My friend got a Kobe beef hamburger with Bibb lettuce, Brandywine tomato, red onion, and fries ($15).

Look at that glistening fresh bun!

I devoured a breakfast flatbread with proscuitto, mozzarella, baked egg, and arugula ($8).

Brunch for just $8! Can you see why I love this place?

My friend's kid destroyed some scrambled eggs and toast.

Even kids get fancy blueberry butter for their toast.

My friend gave her kid this stunning cupcake, too. It was so delicate. It was so pretty.

You have no idea how horrified I was to witness this. I did not love the demolition.

I love ogling at all the goodies in the bakery of Bottega Louie.

One night, after dinner at Sugarfish across the street, I bought a perfect brilliant green pistachio cupcake. I savored it slowly and thoughtfully -- the way a work of art should be appreciated.