I remember coming to this place for happy hour a decade ago when staying in downtown Phoenix as our office was nearby... I remember liking the downtown Ally McBeal happy hour crowd (sans the suits, of course).\n\nSo, when recently staying at the hotel and stumbling back after bar-hopping downtown, we decided to have a night cap here. Now, a scotch is a scotch after 5-6 of them (to me anyway) so there was nothing special going on with my drink. BUT, when I asked how soon until the kitchen closed, the bartender said 5 minutes but was insistent that I order whatever I like... I verbally expressed that I felt bad that I was ordering so late but he was really cool about it and said the cook would not mind...\n\nI just thought that was really cool... I was actually expecting him to be a dick, but he was really, really cool... my bad... Nevertheless, I politely ordered something easy to cook - a chicken quesadilla... \n\nUh, oh... bad choice... for a Hyatt hotel bar, I would expect something a lot better. How do you f up a quesadilla, guys? It was so soggy and bland that now I wonder if the cook DID mind and served me something from the garbage. Too late to complain, I was already in my room... Let that thing stink up the hallway...\n\n4 star bartender\n0 star quesadilla
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