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| - Every time I visit AZ, I find myself at The Vig following an evening of hardcore Scottsdaling, and this trip was no different. Although I have missed out on the Sunday Fundayness of The Vig, I can easily understand how it gets hoppin'! The outdoor patio is spectacular for lounging, glass clinking and chatting, and when you add music, you can see how the place would just light up.
My experiences have been less rock n roll and more just rock-esque, but wonderful nonetheless. This past time we were waiting for a friend to join us and we were starving (read: hung over), so I asked the gentleman filling up my lemonade (refreshing and just enough tart for my taste buds) if he could bring us some bread (which I don't believe is customary), but ask and you shall receive must be The Vig's motto, because that is exactly what happened. It wasn't a half-ass attempt either, it was a country loaf with a butter marmalade spread in the middle. Delightful!
Then came my Hot Chick (which I ordered for obvious reasons) - their version of a sensational toasted sandwich (grilled chicken breast, arugula, roasted tomato and smoked mozzarella served with spicy avocado spread on ciabatta). I only ate half because of the generous portion of vig rings accompanying the 'wich. They were so well prepared and struck the perfect balance of onion and ring!
Another exceptional dining sesh at The Vig. One of these days I will go for just their cocktails (this eating thing is getting out of control)!
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