text: I used to frequent AZ when I used to live in the Scottsdale I loved it for its settingsomewhat hidden somewhat quiet trendy enough but not too much that it suffocates I enjoyed their food because of its simple decadencesandwiches with nofrills sauces grilled vegetables with a tangy sauce that does not over power and their waffle fries that make you curse Atkins until his dead oh wait he IS dead Best of all I enjoyed their drinks Always refreshing always exciting and always seem to creep up to you when least expected giving you a pleasant buzz that makes everyone around you appear like they are on high definitionnnSo really the measly stars are not for the food ambiance or drinks They are for SLADEnnIts been a couple of years or more since we visited AZ I thought of going there for dinner last weekend to celebrate Fathers Day Afterall it used to be one of my husbands favorite eating joints So I invited my parents my kids and of course my husband to have a quiet enjoyable dinner over therennWe immediately found a table for a good sign Everything was going great until SLADE came along Slade was our slick IreallyoughttobeinLAacting waiter The minute he saw our group he immediately put on his scowl face and his whydoIendupwiththesepeople attitude Was it the kids Or was it the rare Asian people who made up our groupnnAnd just a note my kids grew up eating in restaurantsfrom SeaSaw to In and Out and yes they have eaten at AZ before They have done it all because I do not cook They even order moms drinksfor her of course And yes my parents speak Englishlike the kind you can understandnnTwo seconds after settling to our table he asks what we would like to drink I have never felt pressured in my life to think of an alcoholic concoction Five seconds had passed and Slade was already sending off telepathic messages to me saying hurry up bitch you are wasting my time So I finally blurted out Could you please give us a couple of minutes to think We would like to see a drink menu if we could He grabbed a drink menu plopped it on the table and quickly pivoted and sashayed away from our table without saying a wordnnI do not know about you but I thought that was rude nnWhen we finally decided on our drink orders Slades OCD ObsessiveCompulsive Disorder became apparent He could not care less if we had enough ketchup or if we needed more tangy sauce for the vegetables or if we needed any kind of condiment to compliment our respective mealsnnAll he cared about was making sure that each of our drinks was set on a napkin nnHe watched each of us like a hawk making sure that as we set our glass down it was placed on a napkin One time my son unknowingly set his water glass on HALF the napkin and Slade was right there to set things right for him accompanied with an annoyed sigh of course Never once did he ask if we needed anything elsehe just wanted to make sure that our glasses were on napkinsnnThank god for the food and the drinks Those did not fail us My husband enjoyed that part But SLADE and his OCD oh and his overgelled hairthat is got to go nnThus stars