My wife has been asking to go to Kneaders since we have moved up to Phoenix. I was shocked how small the portions were and even more shocked when I heard the total cost of our meal. This place is expensive! \n\nI guess you pay for the grandmas attic hoarder atmosphere of the place. There is a lot of random knick knacks and ribbon and feminine gifty things populating the center of the restaurant. I thought it was very odd and distracting but my wife said it made the place feel homey. \n\nThe service has been less than stellar during our three visits and the ladies taking our order are always grumpy and don't look like they want to be there, or helping us. \n\nThe deserts didn't blow me away either. I  definitely don't Kneed Kneaders.... Haha see what I did there?