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| - Popped in for our anniversary looking to try something new, and they did not disappoint. Mancuso's atmosphere has a little bit of everything for everyone. You could show up in a suit n' dress, or you could show up in a hoodie and Nike's. No one would really look out of place. The décor is very old school steakhouse-ish with tall secluded booths with deep cushions, yet contemporary enough with its light fixtures and style of chairs on the dining floor. The patio is very open with large sliding glass doors and an excellent view of the streets you're overlooking while still feeling secluded and tucked away on 3rd street. Music makes you feel like you should be discussing something important. We were talking about how much we hate work and that we'd hopefully not be super gassy later. That's four years of romance folks.
Food was solid. Both of us did the specials of the day, sipped on martini's and started off with their shrimp cocktail and cheese tortelloni. The peas and walnuts in the tortelloni gave a nice texture while also adding to the richness of that buttery sauce.
The server, Lisa, surprised us with an anniversary desert complementary from the house. Our cynical asses, being in the service industry, automatically wondered what's to stop someone from BSing a special occasion every time they go out. I mean, I have a degenerate friend named Ricky that has a birthday every time he goes out. And I partake in it with him. Talk about scum. Man. I feel like I need to repent. Wait. Never mind, feelings came and gone. Good tiramisu.
Lisa also gave us her pen, just because we asked her where she had gotten it from. Chefs like a good knife. Models need quality animal ear filters. Losers up in Scottsdale like a balanced golf club and experienced sexual harassment lawyers. Servers like a good pen, what can we say. Thanks Lisa. You the real MVP.
We weren't that gassy!
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