Bad news SR has been hit with the ghostly, unsolvable "sulfur / egg / sewer / hair salon" stink that attacks all Scottsdale businesses that don't complain to the city. I swear there's a valve the city opens and closes to push the odor to the next business when the previous one complains. I've smelled it from Frank Lloyd Wright to Shea.
Make no mistake about it, when you walk in it smells putrid.
Service - Older lady working all alone that can only do one thing at a time complaining about how her arm is going to get a good workout today. Slow to say the least and theres hardly anyone in here.
Ice Cream - Delicious, original, something that sort of makes the comments above worth it.
Please, remove that funky air you got up in there.