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| - This location seems to be cursed! Before it was Kozy Cactus, it was a Voodo Daddy's Magic Kitchen & Bar. I didn't dare go near that establishment and now I wonder if a spell was cast on the next business to take its place, because it's a little off.
The restaurant is truly cozy. There are TV's everywhere, which is nice. When the place is full on a Friday night, it's loud and hard to hear one another. But it's not as bad as places on Mill Avenue in that way.
Handicapped access is in the back at the door that says, "please use the other door". It's OK, that's the right door to use and your only option, as they padlock the front gate. However, if you're in a power chair, don't expect to use the bathroom. Your chair won't fit. This is why I've marked this restaurant as "not wheelchair accessible".
It's not really the ambiance or the staff that has thrown my review down to a "one star". It's the actual menu: The food and drink selection and quality are pitiful and over priced.
My first meal at Kozy Cactus was when they first opened. I got the Crab Louie salad for lunch. It was really bad. I thought I might have tasted dish soap.
My second meal at Kozy Cactus started out with the Pan Sautéed Calamari. It was over chewy, maybe over cooked? Maybe reheated poorly, as I'm sure it was frozen, not fresh. The tomato sauce was good but the bread was straight from an old loaf probably purchased at the grocery store. This dish made me crave Chef Boyardee, it was that bad. Since I couldn't eat much more of it, I asked for a large order of regular fries to split with my friend who also suffered through the Calamari. We inhaled the "regular" fries. They were good.
My other amiga ordered the "Pub Nachos". The description on the menu says "thick sliced russet potato chips". Ignore the word "chips". The dish wasn't what she expected. It was thick slices of potato with a bit of cheese on top and some sauteed onions. This wouldn't be called a chip in England, let alone in Arizona where we all understand what a nacho is.
My two other dinner compadres stuck to plain old regular tortilla chips and salsa to go with their beers and scotch. They got a small serving of chips and only one refill which took a while to arrive.
The variety of drinks is supremely limited. The margaritas are weak but I like them that way. Ultimately, there are a few kinds of beer (not many dark options) and a few kinds of scotch and the rest is at your own risk.
This a very basic place to both eat and drink. Too basic. They don't accept credit cards unless you order over $10, which is odd.
Bottom line: There are better pubs with better grub up the street.
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