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| - I'm neither particularly hip or definably cool, despite my grandmother's sentiments to the contrary. I don't even own a nice pair of skinny jeans (the world would probably come to an end if I tried a pair on, seriously a hole would open up in the universe). Understand, getting to sidebar will make you worry (rejoice, maybe, if that's your thing) that you are about to enter a hipsters only zone. You actually feel pretty cool just finding the door and walking up the stairs. However, upon inspection, you will quickly realize that you have entered a bar that is awesome by almost anyone's standards. The crowd is basically a cross section of all bar goers west of Scottsdale and east of Glendale (north and south simply lack enough definition).
The interior is cool and welcoming at the same time. The staff are simply awesome, both at performing their job and as nice people. In the 8-10 times I've been to SB in the last year or two, I have always left thinking that we had an awesome bartender/waitress that night. That many times in a row makes it more than a lucky streak. The bartenders whip up some pretty mean cocktails. My wife likes the white rabbit, which doesn't look like a drink I would like. The first time there, I tried hers, tried some more, went to the bar and ordered one for each of us. While I endorse the white rabbit, I am a bigger fan of their whiskey and diet, a perfect blend of two very special ingredients (though one more special than the other). They have a lot of bottled beers from various microbrews.
I first came here randomly with the wife and friends for New Year's Eve a couple of years ago and had probably the most fun ever on that usually disappointing night. I have been back many times and sidebar is always there waiting with a good time to be had.
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