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| - The deco has a selectively modern but comfortably confused 60's beatnik feel which conveyed an overall cozy atmosphere with intelligently mixed and versatile seating that can accommodate small to large parties. The acoustics inside the restaurant are terrible, much akin to having a pair of highly sensitive hearing aids shoved into both ears and being forced to sit in front of speakers at a heavy metal concert. It would definitely be great place to take a date just not a first date where you have to actually act interested in what they are saying. Perhaps it wasn't the natural acoustics as much as it was the party of short bus corporate apes that we were sitting next to, it wasn't bad enough they had bull horns but someone kept feeding them booze.
The menu is excellent most of the dishes are targeted to sail past the mundane competition but the serving sizes leave much to be desired. Quite simply I am a fat American bastard as such I expect a restaurant to roll out a veritable pig trough full of gourmet food, european/french serving sizes do nothing to win my favor especially when I am paying premium prices in Scottsdale for flat iron steaks and house salads. Dessert was the notable exception regarding serving size, my wife and I were quite pleased to not receive a smurf sized dessert portions. In fact two areas of exceptional excess were the dessert portion size and the bar, I am absolutely convinced that the bartender is attending some type of veterinary school because the drinks seemed to be potent enough to load into darts for taking down large land mammals. While your here go ahead and consider taking the bohemian dive and dance with the green fairy (aka try the absinthe), anything that was illegal for almost 80 years has to be worth a try, I'm sure that is what our grandchildren will be saying about marijuana when they legalize it 80 or so years from now. Overall, I was quite impressed with the menu selection, staff, bar, etc.
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