This Downtown Tucson pop-up bar serves classic cocktails and rotating tap and bottled beers.
With The Fate of the Furious, easily the most stupidly titled installment in the Furious franchise (Yes, even more stupid than the name Tokyo Drift), you get to see the single most disgusting, stomach churning, horrifying moment in cinema so far this year.
The goat soup is what got them some recognition, but the good people of Tucson seem to be still a bit wary of the small corner restaurant called Alafia.
The afternoon lunch rush is all but over.
When current owner and head cook Kelli Phillips' great grandfather, came to America from Greece in 1904, his changed his original last name from Poulopolous to Balon to fit with his new home.
Of course Tucson is a land locked city, but that does not mean you should be afraid to eat fish here.
A humble suggestion to all who want to open a comfortable yet highly effective, and successful eatery here in Tucson: If you build a patio, they will come.