Not to be a broken record, but bad service at the bar will send me packing.
Went to Stella Wednesday night with an old bartender friend (who works in one of the more established south end places). Three people behind the bar, eight people sitting at stools. I waited five solid minutes (my friend looked at her watch) before she said "let's get the*** out of here...this is ridiculous...let's go to Pho"; which we did and had a great time with the seasoned Peter C. behind the bar.
I don't ask for a lot when I go somewhere...a simple acknowledgement that i'm waiting...tell me you're busy and will be with me in a minute...you're in the weeds...whatever...but with this place, nothing. They had their one shot...it passed. i'm getting way too old for 'fabulous'...unlike most of their clientele.