Grub Street

The trend Frank Bruni got hip to a year ago — restaurants piping in obnoxious music — seems only to have gotten worse. We were willing to let it go when recently opened Jamaican bar/restaurant Red Stripe subjected us to reggae interpretations of Madonna and Prince (they were not without their charm, and people do dance to it), but this weekend Michael Huynh’s mostly empty Vietnamese joint Bun hit a low note by blasting a techno remix of “Who Let the Dogs Out.” Really, Bun? Really? Foie gras and Baha Men?

We blame the cook, sporting sunglasses and a backward Yanks cap in the open kitchen. Fifty bucks says the man was “rolling” — and we’re not talking about spring rolls. In any case, before someone serves rump roast to the tune of “Rumpshaker,” we implore readers to leave comments nominating other restaurants for the Mario Batali Music That Makes You Want to Get the Check Award. We’re thinking it’ll be a tin ear.

Related: As Stomachs Wait, Ears are Seated [Diner’s Journal/NYT]