Contrary to what Philadelphia residents and Wikipedia may tell you, the best Philly Cheesesteak is not to be found in Philadelphia. As a self-proclaimed connoisseur of the cheesesteak, I can speak with some authority. My first experience with this hallowed sandwich was in Philadelphia and it was good, it did set the bar high. But little did I know that almost two decades later in the desert of Arizona I would discover:
During my 12 state road trip with Spencer Spellman, there were periods where we drove through country that truly seemed forgotten and abandoned. There were times I worried that if we broke down we’d never receive help, that we’d die on the side of some forgotten highway. Sometimes, we had to settle for food and rest stops that were less than gourmet simply because there wasn’t going to be another option for another 400 miles. Give or take.
During one such period of driving, we happened upon Dazzos and I seem to remember Spence not wanting to give it a try but I had a feeling. Call it women’s intuition. Desperately hungry was probably more accurate.
This small, unassuming general-store-like-establishment in Wikieup serves Chicago Style hot dogs and Philadelphia Cheesesteak sandwhiches and french fries that make my mouth water even now. It claims to be “the best in the West”. The owner is welcoming and funny. Folks, I haven’t visited every square inch of the West … but their cheesesteak was without a doubt THE BEST I HAVE EVER HAD!
The atmosphere was fun too. It’s a tall drink of water in a dessert of nothingness. Don’t pass through Wikieup without stopping by Dazzos! Hell, don’t drive through Arizona without driving through Wikieup. Just don’t blink, you might miss it if you do!
Disclaimer: This is not a sponsored post. I genuinely loved Dazzos and just hope you will too.