We visited here prior to a concert event at the Mesa theater and made a point of patronizing a locally owned "non-chain" establishment. That was a mistake. We ordered the bruschetta which was tantamount to a pile of onions on white bread. The other dish we ordered was a "loaded chicken salad" -- not quite sure what it was loaded with? The portion itself was smaller than something you'd get at a Wendy's drive thru. What little chicken there was, was room-temperature and tasteless. If I had to guess, it came straight out of a Costco tin can and into a microwave for 11 seconds.
And finally the worst of all... (which made 2 stars fall to 0, but I had to select 1)
Beware if you sit at the bar as you might not know what kind of disgusting germs you might pick up. Would you like some hairy stink butt and balls with your meal? At the bar was a drunk man (I'm assuming a local) who LITERALLY was sitting on the chair with his pants HALF-OFF. (His bulky shirt partially covered the transgression, but not entirely.) In other words, he was sitting on the bar chair with his bare a** and balls against the cushion. Wow, what a glorious sight to see as your food is being delivered to you!! Doesn't the thought of if it just make your mouth water?
Oddly, the management either didn't notice, or didn't care to notice.
Sorry, but after managing my gag reflex thinking about what I might be sitting on, we grabbed the check and GTFO.