Dined at Morso on Friday evening. We had planned to meet friends for happy hour by 6:00. They had a reservation and were already enjoying wine and appetizers while waiting for us when we arrived at 5:55. We seated ourselves and the owner breezed by the table. Knowing it was still just before 6:00 we inquired if we could still take advantage of Happy Hour. She very curtly told us NO! And walked away. We ordered eggplant rolotini, peel and eat shrimp and mussels, as well as a glass of malbec. The food and wine were tasty and nicely presented. We had to go to the bartender to ask for clean plates and cutlery for our companions to share the appetizers. The service was overall not attentive at all. We had to ask to have plates removed, even though several of the servers were passing through the dining room empty handed on their way back towards the kitchen. There was no sense of warmth or "glad to have you with us" tonight.,,we felt like we were an imposition to the servers. Our companions commented on the poor service as well and said that they doubted they'd return. That is a sad commentary. The atmosphere and location is great. The potential for long standing success is certainly there....the servers AND owner might want to take note of the visitors to Morso to help cement return visits.