Giuseppe's Italian Kitchen owns this spot, like Mark Cuban owns the Dallas Mavericks.
Either way, you'll get the benefit of the Valley's best beatbox, urban, home-grown folk and old-school beatnik talents.
Bread and oil is served free, and, combined with a few glasses of wine, we usually call it dinner.
Not that we're saying the Phoenix PD drink on the job, but it just so happens that we always see plenty of cop cars in the SB parking lot.