Frank's Falafel House

I've eaten here four -- make that three -- times. My first two visits were uneventful and the food and service were good, during lunch.

The third visit was with my husband for lunch. Although the food was good and the service was fine, we were treated to a shouting match amongst the staff. It was a vicious quarrel and off-putting to say the least.

On our fourth and last visit my husband and I were not permitted to eat. It was around 6:30 PM on a Friday. There were two other diners. Our waitress informed us they were "out of" what we desired only after we had perused the menu and tried to order the kafta dinner. The meat choices are limited, but we each ordered the kabob dinner instead, with salad. The salad never arrived, but the hot food did. The waitress was unconcerned, so I asked about the salad. She explained that the lettuce needed to be chopped and turned away. As a side note I'm unclear as to why a salad is not prepared first and then the hot food started in the kitchen. I said "goodbye" spontaneously ( probably because lame excuses turn me off and she was already walking away ) as she receded and we started to pick up our forks, not complaining.

The waitress turned and snapped "what did you say?". I did not reply, I was stunned. The waitress then started yelling at me that I "disrespected" her, that no one "disrespects" her, "that we didn't have to eat here".

That seemed to be our invitation to leave, and I informed those who toil in back of the house that my guest and I would not be back. We dined elsewhere.

The food may be acceptable, but this shabby treatment of guests is not.