Durants is legendary. A piece of Phoenix history that was and is connected to the heart of the city of the bird of rising ash..
Durants:
Service: Always top notch. These waiters are old school and professional. They know how to give you your space while at the same time remain attentive. Always kept our water full.
Drinks:
Legendary. The only place I can order my wife a Sidecar and not feel like I am some Alien trying to communicate with some uniformed part-time bar tender (uh whats a Sidecar have in it again?). Not at Durants. It always comes out right. My Gin martini always piercing cold, done right. No second guessing. These bartenders are lifers.
Food:
I loved every portion and the food was presented nicely and on-time and perfectly paced.
Salad: The house made dressing and relish tray classic.
Bread: The leek olive oil soaked bread is amazing. I dream of it.
Steaks: I have had their ribeye and prime rib. Both cooked perfectly. Both amazing in cut and flavor. Is this some USDA Prime dry aged marbled beast? Not sure. But that charcoal mesquite fire grill makes these steaks mighty darn tasty.
Dessert:
Pretty solid. Basic usual suspects. Cheesecake, Ice Cream, Pie, Brownie.
Atmosphere:
Durants has it in droves. Its like that scene in Goodfellas where everyone says hi to Ray Liotas character. Except with pictures of Jack Durant himself and his famous bulldogs on the wall.