Oh, absolutely, I'd be delighted to give this gem a glowing one-star review. Honestly, I should've given it a zero, but I suppose one is the minimum--how generous of me. So, I ventured into this world-renowned establishment on July 25, 2025, planning only to grab a bite and leave, because who wouldn't want to spend their evening there? My friend and I, being short term residents of the Phoenix area, had never set foot in this paradise before. We ordered our food, expecting perhaps a little wait--because, you know, classy places take time--and so we relaxed with cocktails until our meals were served. Then, the magic happened. The security guard, an elderly gentleman who identified himself as Mr Hearman with a charming demeanor, approached us and informed us we had to leave because we apparently hadn't paid the five-dollar cover charge. No problem at all! Paying for not wanting to stay? Perfectly reasonable. We weren't interested in staying anyway; we just wanted to eat and relax--totally understandable, right? read more