Been going here for years. It's around 25 years old now. Brunch time, so of course we expected a crowd, and a wait. But this is what I did not expect: We sat ourselves down at the bar. I was nursing a hangover and needed water, badly (We also ordered a bottle of cider). I kindly asked the waitress, who was standing behind the bar, by the water tap, by the ice, by the glasses. She said she would get a busboy. A ten minute wait. No water, no busboy. Again, she comes behind the bar and I say "May I please have that water now?" She replies, "That's the busboys job." Another 5 minute wait. I look at her with a puzzled expression, thinking, ah, this'll get her to do it. Nothing. A waiter comes behind the bar and I find myself saying, "Who do you have to F*** to get a glass of water around here?" It really pissed me off. I tipped the kid who gave me the H20 five bucks, praying to god it would get back to her and she'd be kicking herself in the place I would have liked to have firmly planted my foot. There. I feel better now. (Brunch, BTW, was good). Oh, forgot to add that when our waitress (thank god it wasn't little miss-too-important-to-do-her-job because I would have had to send her packing) placed a crepe down in front of us said, "Here's your crap." That made up for the problem - sorta.