I have been to this place a half dozen times, but always for the brunch, which was quite good. The odd thing happened yesterday when we wandered in at around 4:30 which seemed to be in the twilight time between lunch and dinner. The serving staff seemed quite taken aback that we dared venture in during  this period of down time (which I'm sure they deserve) between official dining hours. The issue here however, is the cold rudeness they displayed at my inquiry about the times of dining. I know I am an unpleasant and disturbing sight at the best of times, but they looked at me like I was asking for a comped meal for Bill Cosby. The only salvation was that the young lady mopping the floor flapped the strands of mop across my shoes, affording me a decent shine (admittedly, I did walk in her path). I am old and decrepit. Maybe I'm too old and ancient for hip venues like this. But, I am the most outrageously generous tipper on earth. In the universe. My mom worked hard in food service and catering for meager recompense. I make up for that. I won't darken their emo doorway again.