A K.
Yelp
Came here with two food-knowledgable out-of-town friends for an 8:30 pm dinner. We were promptly seated outside, and received the complimentary flatbread starter about 10 minutes later. Although the somm came by to take drink orders, nobody else checked in on us. Around 9 we asked the wine guy to get our server; he said he would, but still nobody came by. Eventually we flagged down another server who said he'd take our order. This included the scallops, which he then informed us they'd been out of for hours.
More time passed, and we managed to flag yet another person down to ask about our food; she returned to say it was in the process of being plated. The starters finally arrived, over an hour after we sat down. We liked the ricotta ravioli. The poached asparagus was fine. The rose veal was okay. Nothing was particularly delicious.
On my way to the restroom I ran into the server who'd taken our wine order. He asked how we liked it; I praised the minerally white he'd recommended. He asked if I liked the other wines we'd gotten; when I demurred, he asked if we were finished eating. I said we hadn't even gotten our mains yet. He apologized and said he'd come by and give us a bit more white wine, which was very generous - except he didn't. During the long foodless interregnum, we managed to flag down another person and order more drinks.
Our mains arrived after 10 pm. The bass amandine had delicious crispy skin, and was cooked well, but was extremely salty. The $48 chargrilled sirloin consisted of a few small lukewarm pieces, and was so tough and flavorless that we didn't even finish it. At some point a server wandered past carrying a plate of spinach and tried to deposit it at the table; when we said we hadn't ordered it, he carted it off. He returned a few minutes later, threw it down and said "compliments of the chef." It turned out to be unfathomably oil-soaked, just completely drenched and with zero balancing acid. Really inedible. We each had one bite.
As we sat waiting for the check, someone came by to ask how our meal was. Eventually, I said we never had a server, and had to flag everyone down ourselves. She said we did have one, but they'd just been busy. Then she left. Eventually the bill arrived. We each paid $100pp + tip and left, in search of a bar that could provide the hospitality and value we'd just been denied.