I don't know how you can bash Slanted Door. Not sure what "attitude" could have been thrown out. They are super accomodating and the food is incredible. Ok, so it is not authentic Vietnamese but it is a great interpretation.
I brief recap of my experience (and I admit that I should give it another chance):
When making reservations for a Friday night, my friend was told to leave a credit card in case anyone didn't show up. She was called on Wednesday to confirm the reservation. She was called again Friday around noon for yet another reservation and to request that we please arrive on time. this alone amounts to unacceptable "attitude" in my book.
We arrived on time for our reservation and, of course, SD was not ready. Let's just say the hostess was not pleasant. Their first suggestion was to wait outside in rain. We (six of us) were then shuttled to one corner of the bar, then to another. We were then asked to line up shoulder to shoulder with our backs against the wall facing the open kitchen. The hostess said, "I have an idea, perhaps you can . . . " My friend interrupted, "perhaps you can get us our table."
By the time we got our table it was at least 9:45 (9 pm reservations). The waiter was very good, but the food wasn't. The steamed sea bass was dry and tasteless and was served on a bed of shitakes that simply overpowered any taste left in the fish. The noodles were uninspired, and if I recall correctly, could have been purchased at any restaurant in the tenderloin -- except that SD added a "trendy fusion" veggie to justify the cost. A good but nothing special stir-fry was served in a clay pot/a good but nothing special grilled chicken (I believe) was served with lettuce leaves. Ooh. The shaken beef was very good, but not better than could be had at Sunflower down the block.
Yes, I had one bad experience, but at that price, with that "you're lucky we're serving you attitude", and with that reputation, I expected much better. And I find many people who, when hearing the words "Slanted Door," respond like P's dog, "the most overrated restaurant in town."
On the other hand, I admit that I can be an ornery, cynical bastard who likes to buck the trends. Maybe in November when I return from my vacation we can get an SF egullet dinner at the Door?