by Jeremy S. on My first trip to this spot was for the Diesel show last night (hence my raging hangover). When I first walked in I was psyched about the badass lights (mvp of the night = LASERS) and generally cool space. BUT, the sound was miserably bad I kept talking about how it was such a shame that the sound engineer had died. I'm giving it a benefit-of-the-doubt third star though because it was a private party so it probably wasn't the house engineer behind the board. In any case today I am drunk and deaf, ftw.
by Lashawnda Riherd on Cool, hip and happening ... sure. I was impressed when my friend took me here after noticing how I pay attention to good places to dine. We were in hamburger mode and Delux was just what we were looking for. The atmosphere was trendy, busy but not packed and overall had a good vibe. We sat in the outside patio area after a short 20 min wait on a Friday night. I immediately liked the place just on their drinks menu. I really appreciated the fact that they are descriptive about their drink selections. Nice touch indeed. So I got the turkey burger and it was pretty good even though I wasn't digging the bun too much. We got a mix portion of the sweet and regular potato fries in what seems to be their signature container - the mini shopping cart. Overall the food was above average and worthy of high praise. I plan to visit the Phoenix area from time to time and I certainly will need a repeat visit to Delux. They were just that good!
by Larraine Disparte on Before my first Martuni's experience on Friday, I had passed by this place a zillion times and wondered what it was like inside. I never expected it to be so big and swanky. I sort of expected it to be a dive. The only true divey part is the bathroom. It's unisex. Fine. But, why the urinal? Yuck. The martinis are strong and tasty...especially the blueberry lemon drop. I allowed my drunken self to pluck the fresh, booze-soaked blueberries from the bottom of my martini glass and that, I think, was what pushed me over the edge. Booze-soaked fruit will get you every time. I encountered one bitchy guy when I placed my empty martini glass on his table. I never realized what an egregious act this was considered to be. He was pissed. I met his anger with drunken happiness and he didn't quite know what to do. I later heard him scolding people for laughing and talking while the guy at the piano was playing and singing. That's when I went outside to smoke, met some other Rateclubers, and decided I was too drunk to be among strangers. It was fun while it lasted and I loved meeting some of my favorite Rateclubers, but I paid the price the following morning. Ouch.
