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| - Um, this place doesn't have a stove, so consider yourself warned. I learned this when I was feenin for some brunchy starch to soak up the previous night's damage.
Now I've been here for lunch a few times, and have had great service and good food, but have had salads both times. Good salads, btw, but not too difficult to mess up either.
Here goes the exchange during brunch.
Me: I don't see it on the menu, but could I order a side of potatoes or hash browns with the Southwest Breakfast Burrito?
Server: We don't serve potatoes. We actually don't have a stove, so we couldn't do it if we wanted to.
Me: (Now I'm curious, knowing that frittatas are started on a stove before baking.) Well, how do you make the eggs and frittatas without a stove?
Server: Well, everything for brunch is prepared in advance and then reheated.
Me: So, you bake everything and then reheat it in a microwave upon ordering?
Server: Yes, kind of.
Not exactly what I wanted to hear, but I shrugged off the lack of potatoes and stove and ordered anyways. Ordinarily I would have thought twice about this, BUT:
Our party was already seated.
I was working off the hangover.
I was HONgry as hell, and
We were already sipping our mimosas and bloody marys. (Extra points for the alcohol, btw.)
The food was better than the crud I expected considering it was reheated in the microwave. Ugh. The southwest burrito came with egg, cheese, green chile, and bacon. I ordered a cherry Danish to compensate for the lack o spuds. It was so tasty, flaky with a heaping pile of cherries and glaze on top. I had a taste of the prosciutto and mushroom frittata and it didn't taste too bad either.
The interior was every bit as nice as everyone suggested with brightly colored walls, fresh flowers everywhere, and someone strumming on the piano. By the time we left (about 11 AM) it was getting quite busy with a steady stream of 30 - 40 something Central Phoenix types. They even got a boatload of purple shirt, red hat ladies, which moved the average age of us inside up a decade.
Typically this would be a two star (or less) place, but the alcohol w/brunch set-up and nice digs moves it ahead a star. The next time I'll just grab me an Egg McMuffin and belly up to the bar here for a morning libation.
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