There was a little blurb of a review in the Arizona Republic newspaper over the Thanksgiving weekend about the Big Jim Sandwich and the Beignets here. Beignets, you say? Yes please.
I thought it would be a good place to take dear papa for lunch; turns out they open at 5 pm. So we made our way through rush hour traffic from north Phoenix to this "middle of nowhere" place on a Tuesday night. I expected small but I didn't expect teeny tiny. However, the warm and genuinely friendly service- YEP we felt WELCOME - more than made up for the close quarters.
Our fish po'boys and beignets in local honey were SUPERB! Totally worth the adventure.