What the hell is this place doing in Mesa?
Ok ok, I kid. I'm a believer in giving props when they are due, and Mesa scores big with this place, no question. The food was very good, and appropriately priced (a bit pricey but proportionate to the quality). Our waitress was a charming young lady who knew the wine list inside and out and took good care of us. For starters we tried the calamari (excellent, by seafood-in-the-desert standards) and the Andouille sausage corn dogs (yummy), accompanied with a uniquely prepared dipping sauce and/or mustard for each. My entree was a calorie-laden Cajun-style mac and cheese if you can picture that. And unfortunately for my gut, I ate every last scrap of it.
The music was a bit strange, but it somehow fit the occasion. I love the Beatles and heard "Michelle" at one point, but it sounded like some weird remake. Except, it still sounded like Paul McCartney's voice. My friends and I were confounded. Which is all very symbolic. Listening to Paul McCartney's voice to an unfamiliar music set is as surreal as enjoying a great dinner and a wine flight in a hip venue in... Mesa.