The Only Review That Matters- Alice Cooperstown
:While visiting relatives in Phoenix, Arizona, I began to get agitated pretty quickly. Going to the desert in the middle of summer is not ideal and other than the Grand Canyon, there's nothing interesting to see. For the first two days, my family took me to Mexican restaurants for every meal and trust me, it does get old after awhile. On the third day, I was chilling in my cousin's pool and I asked him, "Is there any other restaurant you guys go to that isn't Mexican?" My cousin Tony proceeded to say, "Well... there is this one place, but your mother said you were a picky eater and you wouldn't like it." Fighting the urge to strangle this kid, I told him to just take me there. He said, "Alright. I guess we're having Cooperstown for dinner."
That night we drove to downtown Phoenix to Cooperstown. While sitting in the backseat, I looked up the restaurant on my phone. After looking at its website, I find out it is owned by rock star Alice Cooper and former Arizona Diamondbacks pitcher Randy Johnson. Being a fan of both men, I started to get more interested in the restaurant.
Upon arriving, the restaurant had a large outdoor seating area with a stage. We decided to eat inside and the second you enter, you're hit with loud hard rock music being played all throughout the restaurant. We were seated pretty quickly and as I looked around, all the waiters, hostesses, and bartenders were wearing black eye make up similar to that Alice Cooper wears when he performs live. The restaurant is also filled with plenty of hard rock and heavy metal memorabilia like guitars, pictures, magazines, and autographs as well as sports memorabilia from local Arizona sports teams. All of the TVs in the restaurant were playing either the Diamondbacks game or VH1 music videos.
Looking at e menu, all of the meals are named after famous athletes, actors, and musicians. For our meal, my girlfriend and I decided to split the Big Unit Hot Dog, a 22 inch, full pound hot dog served in a baguette. We decided to top the hot dog with chili, bacon, cheese sauce, and cheddar cheese. My cousin got the Tom Brady burger and my aunt and uncle shared the BBQ sampler. And how was it?
What I Liked
The atmosphere of Cooperstown is awesome. If you consider yourself a fan of hard rock, sports, or both, you'll feel right at home there. They play classic hard rock and heavy metal music the whole time and you can watch any game on the flat screens. You're bound to see autographed pictures or guitars of some of your favorite musicians and jerseys from some of your favorite athletes.
When it come to the food, the Big Unit Hot Dog was delicious. Upon my first bite, my mind was thinking it was going to taste like a normal hot dog. To the contrary, the dog had a very garlicky taste which reminded me almost of a German sausage. And I always fear when a restaurant goes big with a food, the quality suffers, but that is definitely not the case here. The chili had a nice spice to it to complement the hot dog. The bacon was nice and crispy while the cheese sauce held it all together. When you really sit down and think about it a normal hot dog doesn't even compare to the Big Unit.
What I Didn't
The one ting that bothered me about the experience was the long wait getting the food. The restaurant wasn't packed at all and we waited over 45 minutes for our food. I found myself watching a TV playing old rock music videos. There must have been a dozen videos played before our food finally came.
Also, the neighborhood surrounding the restaurant looks pretty sketchy. We got there around 8:00 in the evening and every other than the restaurant was dark and empty. If I ever go back, it will have to be during the day.
The Bottom Line
If you're ever in Phoenix, you have to stop by Alice Cooperstown if only for the experience. It is situated a few blocks away from the Diamondbacks home stadium Chase Field and the Suns arena US Airways Center. Based on what my relatives said, the rest of their menu is just as delicious. Its the ideal place to go during or after a Diamondbacks, Suns, or Cardinals game. After the we left, I asked my cousin a question in the car. " Why the hell did it take three days to mention this place!? I've been eating nothing but Mexican food for the past two days and you never thought to bring this place up!?" Tony then looked at me and gave the most sinister grin and I slapped him across the face and said, "Jerk."