text: I have a friend who has a story about looking for a bar in the Phx with her slightly flaky friend only to end up in someone's house that happened to have a neon \"open\" sign in the window.  I'm kind of convinced that news of this story was the inspiration for the Lost Leaf at its new location.  It would be hard for you to convince me of anything less idiosyncratic.  They have a pretty rocking selection of bottled beers, interesting art displays, an awkwardly placed restroom which makes it pretty easy to mess with people (which is always fun), and it isn't too far from modified.  Crowded on FF's?  Oh hell yes.  And a fine place if you're going on a date and you're skeptical about it -- because at least you get to go to an awesome place.... which supports the dating philosophy I developed after meeting up with a dude who talked about his ferret a little too much:  Never go anywhere lame for a first date.  Because if the activity is lame and the dude (or lady as the case may be) is lame you will be out ten bucks for gas (in these parts) and MISERABLE.  Getting hit by a hail storm of women's shoes on the drive home should never be the only part of a date that you want to remember....but the shoe hailstorm is another story for another review....