On the beautiful grounds of the Desert Willow golf course, there lies a happy little restaurant with an awesome view. The only thing that gets in the way of the view is the actual golf course.
The menu looked pretty good and I had a hard time choosing, before finally settling on the Turkey, Bacon and Avocado melt. I ordered mine without the “vine ripe tomatoes.” It’s like they couldn’t think of a good way to describe the tomatoes, so they wanted to make the customer feel as if being ripe from the vines would make the tomatoes taste slightly better than terrible.
Unfortunately, when my sandwich came, they neglected I found that the plate had been tainted with a pickle and pepperoncinis. The pickle juice had already made it to my sandwich and begun the soaking process. I tried to salvage as much as I could, and in doing so had to remove large portions of the bread. When I finally reworked the sandwich to my edible specifications, I found the correct ingredients tasted quite good. It is just such a shame that they were so violated by the vegetable invaders.