An evening of good beats and vibes, inexplicably tainted by a passive aggressive female server (pale skin, long brown hair) who tragically thinks service is her job. Apparently, the People's Eatery is a throwback to the Eastern Bloc, where the gatekeeper of provisions will mete out starvation and slow service as a punishment to anyone who dares ask for a menu of the unlisted things that is being describing too fast and unappetizingly. "Syrup with ice"? Ergh.
It is possible to get a 4.5% watery Chinese $5 bottle beer, or $13 cocktails. Bar skills looked promising, food looked great (as we were seated in front of a cook preparing salmon croquette with lots of care). But sadly, the service prevented us from finding out.
Good thing we had friends there with some provisions, and were willing to mitigate the hunger and thirst by sharing.