If my car could talk, it would probably complain about how many miles I’ve put on the odometer just to satisfy my latest Italian food obsession. But can you really blame me when there’s a chicken parmesan this iconic hiding right here in Arizona?
It’s thick, crispy, and draped in the kind of soul-warming marinara that dreams are made of. I’ve reached the point where I don’t even check the gas prices before heading out because the payoff is just that life-changing.
Some might call it a bit dramatic to commute across the state for a dinner reservation, but one bite of this cheese-covered masterpiece and you’ll be planning your own Arizona road trip, too. Your appetite will forgive the long drive the moment that plate hits the table…