You'll notice, if you stay at the Boulders at the very tip top of Scottsdale, that there are not very many food choices to be had. A food desert in the actual desert. Weird. Of the choices that are available, you are left wondering which are actually OK and which are just plain crap.
This place, which has a great name, is in the OK category. If you are not careful, you'll drive right past it and get stuck at another restaurant you didn't want to visit. It's located on the top floor of what seems like a deserted "only in Arizona" designed strip mall. After a little bit of exploring, we found it and entered into an atmosphere that is distinctly southwestern. All average so far.
The average continued. Margaritas were good, but overpriced. Food was good by overpriced. The queso, which my partner in crime reported was the best of her life, was just that. The service was absent with occasional sprinkles of attentiveness. We walked out with a $60 bill for 2 people and wondered what the hell we had just eaten.
You could go elsewhere, yes, but if you get lost and actually happen to find this place in the zombie apocalypse that is North Scottsdale, then you will probably have the best average experience of your life.