Lesley wanted to go here on our anniversary, my response was, "Can't we go somewhere not in Scottsdale?!?" however, upon seeing the sad look upon her face and realizing that a satisfying end to my evening relied upon making her happy, I recanted. I really wanted to dislike this place before even attending. A pretentious name, smack dab in the middle of Scottsdale, not my scene. Got there, drank a "Pretti Ugli" which is basically a mojito made with basil instead of mint and my opinion started to change. Good music playing, not your usual Scottsdale poo danceclub fare but that fun indie hipster crap that I do so love. Moved onto the food which was yummy, but not spectacular, so I drank another "Pretti Ugli". Damn, I do love that drink! The decor feels like old school city, not new school Scottsdale which is cool with me. I really feel that this place is in the wrong local, it belongs in downtown Phoenix, not the land of peroxide blonds with fake boobs. In fact, I would give it another star in a different location. I smiled and took it and it turned out to be a wonderful anniversary! Gotta admit, I've been here a few times since!