By Eric Schaefer
By New Times
By Rachel Miller
By Eric Schaefer
By Heather Hoch and Lauren Saria
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By Heather Hoch
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Just when you think you've seen it all, a restaurant customer comes up with a new complaint that's beyond bizarre. Apparently, some folks think Origami's, a pleasant little Asian fast-food place at Scottsdale and Shea, serves too much food, and they're not going to take it anymore.
Really. Stopping in for a to-go order on a busy Friday night recently, I was fortunate enough to witness an altercation between a visibly upset customer and Origami's owner Craig Hart. Such turmoil is always entertaining, but this was even more so, given that the enraged eater was an elderly lady who, despite her perhaps 90-pound mass, was fully in Hart's face. Twice, she marched back to her table, shared some blue words with her husband, then stormed back to shriek at Hart.
The problem? She and her equally diminutive hubby had ordered too much sushi. Unable to finish it, they wanted to return it for a refund, even after Hart explained (calmly, by the way) that health codes are very strict and prohibit perfectly good food being returned. Besides, reselling raw fish is completely out of the question.
Origami's doesn't stint on its sushi orders, to be sure. An order of spicy tuna rolls, at just $3.99, brings a platter of eight jumbo pieces -- more the size of California rolls than the traditional teeny tekka maki rolls. Sushi is rolled to order and stuffed with fish the thickness of my thumb.
Hart handled the weirdness quite well, packaging the leftovers to go, reminding our infuriated friend that she and her husband could always finish the food later. She threw the bag, literally, back on the counter, and stormed out cursing.
I hope she comes back. Rather than waste the three full orders of tuna, salmon and spicy salmon, Hart gave the sushi to me.
Mana Feasto:Seeking a little spiritual nourishment? Cafe D'Vine is a Christian cafe, nestled between the Jesus Christ Discount Bookstore and The Prayer Center at Roosevelt and Hayden in Scottsdale.
I'm a little disappointed with the experience, however. Cafe D'Vine has missed its higher calling -- there's no fish, and the only loaves are pre-sliced sourdough, rye etc. And the more interesting choices such as hot brisket sandwiches, a club D'Vine and Cajun chicken salad have disappeared from the menu. Guess the Holy Ghost is an uninspired eater, content with ho-hum sandwiches, chili and a pretty weak Mandarin chicken salad.
Now, the best thing about Cafe D'Vine is browsing at the bookstore connected to it. The store's an awe-inspiring mélange of religious items, including Testamints (breath mints packaged in scripture and imprinted with little crosses), Biblical action heroes (Moses has bendable arms and legs!) and golf balls printed with "I once was lost, now I'm found."
Cafe D'Vine is closed on Sundays, of course.