Let’s be real, folks: life is just too short for a bad steak. You know the ones I’m talking about.
The ones that require more chewing than a piece of bubble gum, leaving you dreaming of what could have been. Well, I’ve made it my personal mission to save you from that disappointment.
I’ve journeyed from the sun-scorched streets of Phoenix to the red rocks of Sedona, on a quest for that perfect, melt-in-your-mouth, beefy bliss…