Jayne's Restaurant Review - Sorso Wine Room

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You know that I do like to have a sip or two of wine, every now and then, so when my friend invited me to try this wine restaurant in the Scottsdale Quarter, I was more than a little excited. Now keep in mind that the last time I was at the Scottsdale Quarter something really bad happened. If you don't know what I mean, then you'll have to read Menu for Murder to find out.

Sorso has a wine vending machine concept - yes I am serious. You decide how much you want to spend and then simply put your card in the slot and bunch a button to sample from around thirty wines. You have a choice of a sip, a taste or a pour. I really wanted the Silver Oak, but it was a bit out of this server's budget. Since they also had great happy hour prices, I opted for the $5 glass of wine.

They also have a great wine pairing menu which includes cheese and meat plates to share, delicious bruschetta, salads and sandwiches. Our food was very good and inventive. Next time maybe I'll try a sandwich just to see how it compares. We did order a cupcake for dessert to share but for me (shockingly enough) it was too sweet and a bit dry.

I would give this place 4 out of 5 stars - great happy hour deals, wonderful selection and very comfy seating.  One note - this is the place to go if you are a guy looking to meet girls because on the busy Tuesday we went by 6 PM it was 90% women - Scottsdale women - so remember to dress if you are gong to the "Quad".

Happy dining (of in this case drinking),
Jayne

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