I am a downtown Mesa resident, so I was hoping to love this place. Love, no. Like, okay. I took my son here for a little mommy-son date. We split a burger and fries. He got a chocolate milk and I got water and soda. Plus side: everything is homemade/handmade (and that impresses the heck out of me) down to the chocolate milk, which clearly had some serious REAL chocolate syrup in it. The food took longer, but I am okay with that because it felt like quality. The server seemed overwhelmed, which is weird since there were maybe five tables there. I worry about it surviving the lightrail construction. I am willing to go back one more time.
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