F*ck this place. Maybe the location in Tempe is better. First of all, just because I'm not dressed like a hippie/pothead doesn't mean I'm not one and shouldn't be treated differently. And just because you have dreds, tattoos, piercings and wear a bob marley shirt doesn't make you a true hippie. The help sucked major ass. They were all stuck up in their little hippie fantasy role thinking they are just so cool. I had my daughters with me and they were not kid friendly! We had to use the bathroom, there was no toilet paper. I had to ask and they bitched about that. \""Are you sure?\"" No, why would I make that up? Then I order the magic mushroom pinner. She asked me what I wanted on it and then didn't even listen to me, I had to keep repeating myself. When I took a bite, it was so salty I almost had a heart attack! She said teryaki sauce came with it. You don't have to drench it with sauce, whore! So I asked for my money back just on that sub, not the drinks and not the other sub. They had a fit! \""Well, we'll only refund you half  because you ate half of it!\"" I showed her I took two mfing bites!!! So, they reluctantly gave me $6 back. I tipped them $1 just to show I'm not the one that was the asshole. But as I drove away, I flipped them off hoping that they saw me. Remember my face, bitches!