We were very excited to visit the new Snooze in Phoenix with our relatives from Denver.  We arrived on a Sunday morning, at 10 am, and were told that the wait time was 60 to 75 minutes.  TWO HOURS LATER, after checking with the hostess three times after 90 minutes, we were told that we were the next table and that there were only 3 names ahead of us.  I didn't have the heart to ask WHAT that meant!  Obviously, by the time that we were seated, we had decided which items each of us would order.  Between the 8 of us, we each ordered something different to try and get a good cross section of the offerings.  Ok, lets start with the positive.  Our server was excellent.  Ummmmmmmmm, I didn't try the bacon, but it looked fine.  Our booth was comfortable.  Silverware was clean.  Now, the rest of the story.  One would think that with a two hour wait the food should be pretty darn impressive.  Most of the people, who were around us while we were waiting, were also making their first visit to Snooze AM Eatery.  It will be interesting to see how long the hype can keep crowds curious.  I ordered the corn beef hash.  It arrived with 2 cold eggs, over easy, and a pitiful small helping of burnt has browns with less than an ounce of corned beef.  (I've owned my own restaurant for 30 years, it was less then an ounce.)  I tried 2 bites of each of the pancakes that we had ordered.  The first to see how they were, and the second to make sure that they were actually as bad as I thought after the first bite.  I honestly don't know which was worse, the presentation, or the nasty taste.  They all sounded great on the menu.  Well, they can certainly talk the talk, but they definitely can not walk the walk.  Lets just say that I would not return to this restaurant if it was across the street from my house, with no wait, and it was free.  At 61 years of age, and for someone who has eaten all over the Country, and eats out often, this is by far the worst food that I have ever been served in a restaurant. P.S. I know why they call the French Toast, OMG.  It was exactly what I said as I pushed the plate away.