In Prescott, Arizona, where I went for two days to visit my dad, the bushes remind me of cakes that have been dusted with powdered sugar.



Here is what I eat in Prescott, Arizona: pimento cheese out of a plastic container, and sun-dried tomato-flavored wheat thins, featuring exciting image of Rachel Ray on the box.



It turns out that they sell very little pimento cheese in Arizona, and my dad has to look everywhere to find it. This makes me wonder, is pimento cheese exclusively a southern delicacy? Do they sell it in Brooklyn? A little googling reveals the answer.