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| - About the only pock i can punch into Papago's reputation is their pizza. While its not really that bad, I expected MUCH better from a place that delights the senses in every way.
Their Orange Blossom Hefe is mental. I'm not even a very big fan of Hefe, but this stuff is on point. They also consistently have a Porter, which is my favorite.
Then you can pull one of their bottled beer outta their fridge, take it up to the counter to have them pop the cap, and have at it. Its a killer concept when you can't wait for the waitress to give you the go on a Lost Coast, or whatever.
Also, they have Beamish on tap, which maybe one or two other places in Arizona have on tap. Certainly not places that should have it *cough*SeamusandRula*clearsthroat*
Sometimes if find bar decor really hokey, and though they play up their Belgian theme, it really looks great here. With their giant monk overlooking his abbey and the aged picnic tables as gathering spots, the feeling is that you are in a tavern in Liege and not the world's snootiest suburb.
I might also add that their tent at the Scottsdale Culinary Festival is the dominant one of the lot.
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