Around this time each year, my wife and I join two of our best friends for good food and conversation. We've had memorable evenings at Savannah's and at Via Emilia. Tonight we tried a well-regarded northwest side trattoria. The food was good, but the restaurant was so loud the equally important purpose of the evening--to visit--was negated.
I can't shake the thought that if the owners of a loud restaurant wanted to dampen the din, they could, but perhaps choose not to because they think the noise brings excitement to their place, adds to the overall buzz, signifies hipness, makes it part of the scene. I felt manipulated tonight.