Drove up here thinking it was just a name and needing a coffee. Nope, some poor girl in a bikini, in the winter, takes my order. It's sad, trying to be the Hooters of coffee and the coffee I got was so watered down it looked like weak tea. There are things I love about Phoenix and things I hate about it like this. This place feels like some dirty old man who came out here from God knows where used his pension to manifest his shitty idea into the world. Hope it's out of business next time I visit home. BBB. Boycott Bikini Bean!