This place is a hidden gem for sure. If you're brave enough to embark on the hour drive from downtown Phoenix (I had to pit stop at A&A's for water and a bathroom break), then I highly suggest you check it out.
A wonderful start to a girls day, we hit up The Deli to fuel up for a full day of thrifting & Forever 21-ing. As a loyal customer of this restaurant, I let Ashlyn take the reigns on ordering her favorites. For an appetizer, the prosciutto wrapped warm house-made mozzarella bites were an obvious choice. HOLY oh my goodness. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to try the fresh basil pesto dipping sauce (nut death), but I certainly wasn't complaining.
We split the Roasted Chicken Breast & Brie Cheese sandwich, which came piled high with Avocado, Cucumber, Greens & Sweet/Hot Mustard. We picked two different sides, since I wasn't able to eat the pesto drenched pasta salad. I ordered the potato salad on a whim, which was an odd choice since I generally hate potato salad. I was feeling pressured and ridiculously high maintenance for asking if every menu item had nuts in, on or around it. (that girl)
I loved it. Couldn't get enough. Who would have thought! First tomatoes, now potato salad?
Clearly my taste buds are dying.
The baker/chef extraordinaire had picked up a box of Schnepf Farms peaches that morning, that were apparently the best batch of fruit picked this summer. So she decided to whip up a few secret batches of cobbler, but not include it on the menu as it was likely to run out in a few short hours. Served to us warm, fresh out of the oven with two scoops of The Deli's homemade cinnamon brown sugar ice cream...I think I may have experienced a little bit of heaven on earth. Foodie overload.
So when you visit, if you can find it, always ask for the super secret dessert menu. Always.