I came with my husband, who grew up almost across the street from this bar and restaurant, back when it was called The Desert Rose, a run-down old bar favored by bikers, both the weekend 'hobby biker', and the less family friendly, full-time kind of biker. Many years ago this was a regular diner that serviced the numerous families and busloads of people passing through on US Highway 80, which was the road of choice for points south and southwest from the Phoenix Metropolitan area. They could stop here for soup, sandwiches, pie and yes, even beer. Eventually US 80 was replaced by bigger and faster highways and it became more of a scenic back road. The diner's business traffic dwindled and it became less of a stopping point for traveling families and more of a destination for bikers on road rallies and scenic rides. I also grew up not far from it over in the Town of Buckeye, so I was no stranger to this old bar and it's past.
So THAT was how it came to be that my husband and I visited about 8 PM one Saturday night almost a month ago, desperately hungry and dead tired after a long day of remodeling work at a house we own in Buckeye. We left our toddler with grandma and grandpa and headed across the street to finally see the 'new' restaurant in Arlington.
What's nice about the Co-Op Grill is that their menu is clear and simple, leaning towards basic grill fare: steaks, burgers and chicken, baked potatoes, French fries, cowboy beans and green salads. There are a few other offerings, but by and large this is the bulk of their menu. I firmly believe that a restaurant should find a few things they are really good at and just do those things well. The Co-Op Grill adheres to this adage and does these few menu items quite well.
My husband ordered a grilled chicken sandwich and an iced tea. I ordered a petite steak with baked beans, garlic bread and salad and a margarita. Turned out they ran out of beans earlier that night so the waitress offered me a baked potato as a substitute, which was just fine. Also, that was the most delicious, softest garlic Texas Toast I've ever had. Damn, it was mouth wateringly good.
My steak was also delicious and tender and flame grilled over the fire pit out back with just the right amount of charring on the sides. It was damn near perfect, *except* for the fact that I ordered it medium rare and got it VERY rare, almost blue throughout the center of the steak. But I was so hungry that I just devoured all the parts around the outer edges that were cooked through. I simply left the raw center untouched, not wanting to wait to eat any longer or to be a pain in the ass and have them re-heat the remains of a half-eaten steak. As a SOP the grill master should do a firmness test to make sure it's cooked correctly before they send it out to the customer though. My margarita was also delicious, except I forgot to specify, and the waitress forgot to ask, no salt. Yuck, I hate salted rims. (Is it weird that I despise salt on my margaritas? It probably is.) My husband had no complaints about his chicken sandwich, French fries or his iced tea. He devoured everything.
The ambiance here is nice in a very relaxed kind of way. The tables are long picnic tables and you sit on simple benches, the condiments are housed in a repurposed Corona six-pack caddy and there is a tin bucket at the end of the table for a roll of paper towels; it's all very informal, which suits this location perfectly. The tables are all clustered at the end of an old fashioned dance floor and elevated stage and there seems to be a second, smaller, bar on the opposite side of the dining room too. Plus, there is covered patio seating all around the front and sides of the building.
There was a jukebox playing music halfway between the main bar and the dining room and it was a teeny tiny bit too loud for my tastes, since it was just filling a large wooden room with music that noisily reverberated off of the wooden dance floors, but the music choice wasn't offensive and a few little kids were entertaining themselves, and everyone else, by dancing on the dance floor and stage area as their families dined. It was cute to see the children playing so happily, without scowls of disapproval, in such a casual, family environment.
The weather is glorious right now and this whole area is very scenic, so pick a Saturday to drive out to the far southwestern part of Maricopa county and see the old Gillespie Dam just a few miles South of the Co-Op Grill, and take the family on a mini road trip, then stop back to enjoy a delicious steak or burger while your kids dance like little fools to the juke box. You won't regret it. read more