My Florist Cafe - Phoenix Restaurant Review, Worst
My Florist Cafe is misunderstood - by nearly everyone. Living in Phoenix you get used to how things are. If you own a food spot, it’s either a coffee shop, a bar, or restaurant. Much like the clear zoning lines between residential and commercial, Phoenix food spots are either this or that, and rarely allowed to be anything else - it would be too confusing.
So while the complaints about My Florist cover a variety of subjects from the lousy menu, the lousy food, and the lousy service, it’s only compounded by the fact that when you enter My Florist, you’re expecting to enter an actual restaurant. Someplace you can get hot food, drinks and listen to jazz music while sitting there pretending you’re in a completely different city. One that’s more metropolitan, one that’s more urban and cool, one that doesn’t shut down at 10 o’clock.
My Florist Cafe fails, consistently and miserably. Oddly, years and years of bad service, bad food, and surprisingly boring bread haven’t stopped people from giving this place a chance. Over and over again.
Sure they have one of the best jazz pianists in all of Phoenix (at least that you can find easily without having to be in any sort of music circles), but is that really enough? With the servers dressed up, disappearing regularly and delivering plates full of hard, nearly unedible bread, while having no knowledge at all about any of the wines they’re suggesting, why do people continue to frequent this place?
I think our expectations are too high. Take away the bad service, don’t expect too much out of the food, disregard any of the servers suggestions regarding wine and what do you have? Probably one of the more unique atmospheres you can find in Phoenix. For the price and the location, there really isn’t anything like the ambiance you’ll get at My Florist Cafe.
With an upscale decor, enough tables to comfortably fit a small group, the jazz piano in the background and the hum of conversation filling the room, I would dare say that there isn’t anything like this anywhere else in Phoenix. Sure there are different places to go such as Chez Nous, but comparing the two would be wrong. Where Chez Nous is a great, dark, soulful R&B lounge, My Florists is excellently open and bright.
However, in the end My Florist Cafe has spent years and years unchanged. You can only say a restaurant could be so much more for so long. After a while, you decide to give up on it. You [http://money.animeyourlife.net] Decide that it really won’t change. You decide that for some unknown reason [http://tech-one.foxnewschannelfive.com], the servers are different every week and so are their managers - but at least the woman playing piano can generally be counted on.
My advice? Try My Florist once a year. Don’t order any food, and definitely don’t order any bread. Bring some friends, order a bottle of wine of your own choosing, not the server’s suggestions, and have a great time in one of Phoenix’s few unique cafes.
Review Summary: 2.3 out of 5
My Florist Cafe
530 W McDowell Rd
Phoenix, AZ, 85003
(602) 254-0333