Put off writing this because I have no tack to take - it looked exciting and hip, but it bored me. Pure distinctly paled after the more down to earth places to which my Tempe resident sister later took us. I guess there was more mint than alcohol in my $12 mojito, because I couldn't enjoy the pretty-but-over-priced salads and sushi rolls. Good thing I had the 25% off coupon from the tourist brochures (bad sign that I should have heeded despite the good reviews), or else Hostage Gastronome would probably never let me pick a restaurant again. Good food - at least the price and surroundings didn't have me questioning my choice of sushi in the desert!