Like, seriously, OMG! A restaurant AND a nightclub?! That is what you find at Lavo - nightclub downstairs, Italian restaurant upstairs. Both are a blurry facsimile of the Meatpacking district where the well monied young and beautiful who couldn't be bothered with downtown, because downtown couldn't be bothered with them, hang out with their peers, expense accounts and trust funds.

The food: solid Italian fare by way of a steakhouse. Booze - great selections, but prepare to open your wallet.

The nightclub: More of the same. Lithe women and burly men, euro-trash meets Wall Street, in cacophonous miasma of sweaty moving bodies, swaying to techno beats.

Weekend party brunches are a thing. Either to start the party or to keep it going.