Upscale ambiance, big-band tracks, excellent bar, but this is a steakhouse and mine was dry, flavorless and looked like a cow pie.
--kudos for stocking Dubonnet Rouge, my favorite; though shaken to oblivion, Manhattan was pretty damn good!
--absolutely _EXCELLENT_ Ceasar salad. i haven't had it that good in YEARS! was that a hint of a hint of anchovy in the dressing? marvelous!
--why the hot-as-cattle-iron main dish plates? you bastards BRANDED my tongue on my first bite into those potatoes! my food KEEPS COOKING on the plate when it's that hot! that's why...
--the shrimp scampi was overcooked to "bullet-hard", first AND second try; second try they were salt-licks too salty. I AM NOT A COW!
--first attempt 6 oz "100 percent prime beef 100 percent of the time" (really?, come on) was dry, flavorless and looked like a cow pie on my plate;
--second attempt 6 oz filet was juicier, but had horrible overtones of liver. did you think i wouldn't notice, YOU BASTARDS?!
Despite my being a phoenix native, this was my first ever visit to D's. Servers go through the motions, but lack the sense of pride and _genuine_ hospitality befitting a place of this stature. Instead they bumble about, not communicating with each other; their whole rehearsed routine crashing down if you don't "moo" exactly when you're prodded.
I am terribly disappointed by the kitchen. "Second-try" kitchen retribution is grounds for blacklist. Fire someone!