Upstairs neighbors are steamed about Delicatessen — the Post reports that one of them is raining holy hell on the place by urinating on its glass ceiling, hence a sign in the building’s hallway: “I know not everyone is happy with Delicatessen but, please stop urinating on the glass roof. I have to buy a new a/c because you did not aim correctly! Thank you!” One resident, who says it wasn’t him, says the place is filled with “f—ing wankers” and “yuppies, yuppies, yuppies.” Meanwhile, over in Brooklyn, a lawyer relieved himself on Boat Bar’s floor simply because the line to the bathroom was too long, triggering a brawl. Seems like a one-off thing, but we don’t want to know what’s going to hit Delicatessen’s ceiling when it goes 24/7.
Update: Restaurant Girl pisses on Delicatessen, too! “They’re serving food that isn’t actually food,” she says, comparing certain items to Hot Pockets (oh no she didn’t!) and concluding that “dinner at Delicatessen is a spectator sport, best watched from the sidewalk sidelines.” [NYDN]