I was on the East Coast for just two days before turning around and flying to Arizona with Amanda for a press trip to the Marriott Desert Ridge Resort and Spa and Camelback Inn near Scottsdale. We went to a reception by the spa pool when we arrived and sipped prickly pear martinis. Then a young up-and-coming chef named Brian invited Amanda, her sister (who conveniently lives nearby in Phoenix) and myself to the hotelís Italian restaurant to try his tasting menu.
I can honestly say that I have never had a better meal in my life. He cooked up calamari wrapped in prosciutto, fig-filled raviolis and hazelnut tiramisu so delicious I knew that if I died right that moment, my life would be complete.