I came in with my mother on the 19th for a late dinner. She's never been to Paradise Bakery (I eat at the one in N. Scottsdale all the time) so I thought it would be a nice treat...it wasn't.
First off they rambled off a bunch of bread they didn't have which in turn meant a bunch of sandwiches they couldn't make. There really isn't a good excuse for running out of bread in a bakery, there just isn't. My mom picked a sandwich and asked for the mayo to be served on the side, simple request but she said they already premade all their sandwiches so it was take it or leave it. What? You premade all your sandwiches??? Gross
Moving on, mom picked a different sandwich, something with chicken that they could put on different bread. We both got some soup, a drink and those amazing carrot cake bites.
She opened her sandwich to take a peek and the chicken was pink. Not just a little undercooked but RAW. She took it right up to the counter and they made her a salad instead but it really grossed us both out. I will never eat chicken here and I highly doubt my mother will ever be back!!