I can't see how this place has as many stars as it does. Maybe I came on a bad night.
A night where I wanted to order a chicken wrap and found that if I wanted lettuce or tomatoes then I would be charged extra. When the girl came back and asked if I wanted tomatoes on my salad I asked "are you going to charge me extra for them?"
A night where the salad dressing packet was covered in some other type of dressing.
A night where I saw a fly land on the chefs towel and where he proceeded to wipe his spatula with said towel.
A night where I saw a patron at the bar area holding his hand roughly three feet off the bar. Curious to why he was doing that, my questions were answered when he slammed his hand down on a fly (unconfirmed if it was the same fly who rested earlier on the towel) and then lightly brushed the stunned yet permanently disabled insect over the counter.
The saving grace was music over the speakers playing Micheal Jackson. Most likely will not return unless I'm in Phoenix and for some reasons they are the only place on the planet that has waffle mix.