In the lobby, young majas languish on divans, holding court. Stylish hotel restaurant and lounge. Earnest, but not always professional, from moonlighting waiters.
Rating is based on food, service and ambience, with price taken into account in relation to quality.
Outstanding on every level. A constant stream of SUVs loaded with young people rolls to a stop in front. Next to me, a phone chirps. The first few times I dined at Mojo, the scene was nothing like this. But I hear that the W in San Francisco is just as much a siren song for young dot-commers.