| rev:text
| - The arts district is starting to grow on me. At first, I really thought this area was Phoenix forcing itself to create a legitimate art scene, and in truth, that is what it's doing. My argument is that you can't create a culture that's not there. But with that, some authenticity does arise. The Lost Leaf is one such place.
The beer list a this place is both extensive and choice. I've never been to a bar where I could find a Gonzo Imperial Porter. If a bar has anything that's Ralph Steadman in it., even on a bottle (such as this), I'm all for it. I ended up getting a Vanilla porter of some kinda, I forget the name though but it was pretty good and only $4.
The look of this place is kinda hard to describe. It's like if Pee-Wee Herman joined the Road Warrior in some post-apocalyptic bike gang and then came back and re-opened his playhouse as a bar. I say that with no malice either. I love the decor here and to be honest, I really don't know how else to describe a bar that has a relief of the Creature From the Black Lagoon hanging on the wall next to a bust of something that looks like one of the melting Nazis from Raiders of the Lost Ark.
In all, I really wasn't disappointed by this place at all. Good beer, good art, and a good space.
|