I am way too trashy to hang out here.
I mean is this an illusion, or some shifty dream I would have after some sort of physical trauma induced by drunk tractor driving and the accompanying prescription painkiller abuse? I didn't realize that The Elite of South Tempe dined in a strip mall next to a 3$ cinema and a church called The Vineyard - in a restaurant that sells jewelry in the waiting area, to boot.
Maybe its because I voted for Obama, but this place really caught me off guard. Met some friends for a drink and were told very quickly by the owner that we were being too loud...in the corner...of a bar...where we could barely hear eachother over the pianist's rendition of Mr Brightside by The Killers? Anyway, I think we were underdressed and I made a mistake.
There's always Riazzi's on Mill and Southern or Brioni in Old Town Scottsdale.