In short, two floors, lounge music, World Fashion on the television and groups of rich young women demolishing tables of expensive food and drink. A restaurant that serves borsch and sushi probably doesn’t deserve to be called a tratorria as this place likes to call itself, but that’s of little interest to the scores of people who flock here every day. We had Mexican Goulash and a pizza and thought both were ok if nothing to write home about. Smoking is upstairs, it’s a bit out of the way and is definitely worth a visit for anyone with even a passing interest in anthropology.