No. 10 is a very W 3rd St. restaurant. The dining room is nicely designed, but you don’t really get a sense that a human designed it. The menu is very familiar, and there are bunch of people here who have auditioned for The Bachelor multiple times. It’s also owned by a former soccer player (his number was 10), and and the all-Italian staff are so nice that you won’t be surprised if they pull up a chair halfway through the meal. So while there’s not anything interesting about N10, there’s also nothing offensive about it. The pizzas are made with high-fiber dough (whatever that means), and the pasta is tasty even though it’s a little too al dente. You’ll have a perfectly fine meal here, but there’s no reason to eat here if you don’t have to.