The Village Voice's food scribe Nina Lalli recently bemoaned the sheer meanness of the servers at Chef Iacopo Falai's Lower East Side bakery Falai Panetteria. As per Lalli, the service isn't only "scattered or overwhelmed or forgetful, but in our experience, the servers have been more than unfriendly. They've been a little scary." General consensus, both in our office and in other reviews, is: NO DOY.

They've always been mean and inept but that's part of their charm. Ordering baked eggs with fontina is easy and boring. Any one can do it! But how much better do those eggs taste when you have to really work to somehow gain the server's attention while remaining seemingly cool, and then your eggs arrive overcooked and you send them back? Yes, how sweet the yolk of success! No but seriously folks, what do you expect? A quick perusal of the waitresses' MySpace pages (surely the best and most public means of evaluating meanness) bear all the signs of girls whose alabaster shoulders are always cold and whose nonchalant beauty goes uninterrupted by desperate pleas of "Check, please!"

I mean, they're friends with 255 McKibbin AND Bushwick, for Chrissakes.

Falai: Full of Mean Girls? [VV]
Waitress A [Myspace]
Waitress B [Myspace]