Phoenix has no shortage of great food, but sometimes the soul wants something you can’t get off a trendy patio or inside a gleaming shopping center.
It wants a paper plate bending under fried chicken, steam fogging up a takeout lid, the smell of cornbread and collards sneaking out every time the door swings open.
That’s when people start looking at the map and realizing the real comfort is hiding in small Arizona towns that most drivers treat like exit signs…