I had my sister in from out of town last night. We had enjoyed a day full of activity and were looking forward to a glass of wine and some hearlt felt cooking. We ordered our waters, got carded (I am 23, my sister is 25) and our wine never came. The waiter (Ken was very nice) asked to bring my sister's id to the back office. Something felt off about that. A few uncomfortable moments later, Jean the manager came to our table stating she would not serve us alcohol with a fake id. Arizona id's expire 50 years later. Jean should have known that. It was inconvenient and embarrassing to be treated this way. The food may be delicious, but after being treated this way, I never want to find out.