If you ever need to feel insignificant,
head on down to 20 Nine. I was appalled by the "my s*** doesn't smell" attitude of the staff. My reservation for dinner for 2 was apparently lost, and honestly, I know that happens sometimes, and I accept it. But what was unacceptable was the attitude of the hostess who literally rolled her eyes when I told her my name, my reservation time, and the name of the staffer who took my reservation. The hostess still had no available tables, even though 3 nearby tables were empty. A 15 minute wait expanded to a 30 minute wait, with one table still empty, but no joy from miss eye roller. To make things even more insulting, when briefly seated at the bar, the bartender's first words to me were, "You're going to have to move in just a minute." No "Good evening, sir." No "What can I get for you?" Instead, a surly warning that I was not as welcome as someone he was holding the seat for. F*** this place!