The huff and irritated sigh that I was greeted with when calling Cure an hour before my reservation sums up this place: Snooty and pretentious with no reason to be. I simply wanted to clarify their BYOB or full bar status, which did seem to be a legitimate question. The young lady on the other end of the phone clearly did not agree. \"Sir, we've had a fully stocked bar for months now\" she blurted at me in the snarkiest of snarky tones. Their idea of a fully stocked bar was three gins and three vodkas I'd never heard of before (and my name is not Clampett) and $12 for a gin-tonic. Plus a draft beer system that \"hasn't worked since we put it in.\" Full bar!! Food? Not even worth mentioning. The owner and staff clearly expect us to be impressed and fall at their feet for the mere fact that they breathe while I expect to be treated with -- oh maybe the slightest hint of -- human kindness and sincerity. Not here. And I'm sure not ever. I will continue to venture to upper Lawrenceville to dine at Pusadee's Garden (best thai food in the city and best outdoor dining space) across the street, and I will dance a little jig in Butler Street the day I see this place shuttered.