"Here on the way to a conference in Arizona, one of the few restaurants open at 7:30 in the area on Tuesday. The boy who runs the reception looked like he lost a dog or relative and was annoying as inviting. He told us to sit wherever we want, I got the only open stand. A few minutes later he comes by with menus, looks at me and goes back directly with menus still in his hand. No reception or thanks for coming, nothing. So strange I thought, but then he came back and said you can get up, I need to clean this table? No, I'm sorry, I need to clean this or please let me clean it up. Again, super strange welcome. A few minutes passed and this really nice server came to our table and things were perfect from this point on. She was welcoming, telling us about the song playlist we enjoy, laughing a joke that was told by my wife from Orange County. The Carne Asada was delicious, my wife had what looked like a huge piety and a taco. She ordered a margarita, which was almost overrun (at the end not complaining). I'm sure we were back. I must assume that it is the best restaurant in the area, great food and a cool little atmosphere."