Problem: What would be an example of an positive review?

Answer: When I lived in Phoenix, I usually prowled around North Phoenix, Tempe and Scottsdale; avoiding venturing anywhere south of Broadway, west of 7th Avenue and east of Alma School. Yes, I admit it...I was a North Phoenix Snob......but I have reformed my ways and on a recent trip back to the desert, a group of friends suggested Si Senor for a great "New Mexico style" Mexican meal. All I can say is Booyah!!! Si Senor (despite the cheesy name) delivered respectably as promised. I had the sopapilla stuffed with beef and covered with a not too spicy red chile sauce, and my friends all got the sampler platter, or as they referred to it, the "pig platter". Their description would prove to be accurate and it was a sight to behold...three strapping men who could NOT finish everything on their plates. For desert we had cinnamon and sugar dusted sopapillas (okay, I had them since everyone else was wallowing around in their chairs miserably) to which I added copious amounts of honey, of course. I would have given five stars here, but according to my local piglets, Si Senor has raised their prices recently, and now charges for refills of chips and salsa. In my book, bottomless chips/salsa are a requirement for any Mexican restaurant.

Problem: What would be an example of an positive review?

Answer: Love this place. The food could be a notch better--for instance, not using those crappy, over-breaded, packaged, frozen cheese curds--but the burgers are outstanding and the breakfast menu is solid. A few things could use a touch more flavor, but overall, better than most places.

Problem: What would be an example of an negative review?

Answer:
Paid around $48 for a high-mileage oil change, not even with synthetic. That was after an $8 coupon! All three lanes were open with only a car or two in each and I still had to wait fifteen minutes, so it's more like Take 30 Oil Change after everything is done. The mechanic was pretty spacey, I started getting nervous when he started poking around at my engine. He offered me a drink, which I read on the sign outside, was included. Cool, whatever, I thought, I'll get a can of soda while I'm waiting. Nope, he comes back with a small paper cup of soda, like the kind of cup you used for your fluoride mouthwash in elementary school. I was hoping to get a cool quick lube experience like a place out in LA I would go to, but this place is a joke.