TBC has become a bit of a Scottsdale landmark over the past few years...I use it as a navigation landmark when I have people meeting me in town.\n\n\""Go north on Scottsdale Road and if you see 75 hung over people dressed in Affliction tee shirts and sequined mini-dresses, standing on a street corner waiting for a mediocre breakfast, you've gone too far...in so very many ways\"".\n\nI live (for another few weeks, at any rate) pretty close to TBC and yet, I don't really \""go to there\"" very often (or at all) if I can avoid it.\n\nI just don't look good in Affliction...or a sequined mini-dress.\n\nIn addition, the food and service have left me cold (much like my last omelet at TBC a few weeks ago) on my infrequent visits.\n\nBut the amusement factor provided by TBC is (for me at least) quite high, and for that, I'm grateful!\n\nI've been twice in the past year...once for lunch, out of renewed curiosity (I was headed to another spot for lunch and saw a couple reading a menu outside another restaurant and discussing their lunch preferences in loud Scottish accents \""I dinna want a fookin TACO, Angela...I wanna go to the fookin Breakfast Club!\"").\n\nThat was almost a year ago...and I went once for breakfast, recently, because the Beautiful Carin likes TBC.\n\nAnd what Carin wants, Carin gets!\n\nBut both visits featured mediocre food (esp. for the price) and mediocre service (at any price).\n\nMy last visit also featured an apparently broken exhaust duct that runs under the booths at the north end of the place.\n\nHot, humid cooking exhaust, coming up through the seams in the upholstery, steamy cooking aroma's wafting around me from below...I was about to call Guinness because I thought I was setting a new world record for sustaining a fart!\n\nBut the aromatic breeze didn't stop! \n\nAnd even though I'm close to senility, I eventually realized that it wasn't me!\n\nOur server was uninterested in this turn of events (when I let her know what was happening)...apparently I'm past the age when a 22 year old \""model\"" (who happens to be slingin' hash) needs to pay any attention to me...even when they are theoretically being paid to do so!\n\nMaybe she wasn't being paid enough to listen to me...that's probably why some hookers get $2-3,000 an hour...to listen...bareback.\n\nAt any rate, I was going to add a star to my review, since the warm air enema felt so darn nice, but what other restaurant can compete with that?\n\nIt wouldn't be fair!\n\nTBC is clearly a club that doesn't need me as a member, and I'm OK with that.