Dessert in the Desert is deserved, but rain is not. Don’t they call it a desert because it’s supposed to be dry? This is the second year in a row that we’ve left the Portland rain for Arid-Zona in hopes of sunny, dry relief. Instead, the rain seems to follow us here. It’s disappointing! Fortunately, most of our plans for the day were indoor oriented, including lunch at the spectacular home of a former boss. His oldest son, who lives in the area, ended up in the Emergency Room, so those dining plans quickly changed to the Country Club and a ride in his Maserati. We did enjoy touring the glass palace he built, filled with unique artwork, looking over Camelback Mountain. He then left us to spend some time with his ailing son.

Uber and shuttle rides kept us out of the rain in getting from place to place. My wife enjoyed her Valentine spa time and we had a great dinner at Ocean Prime. The Girl Scout Thin Mint chocolate dessert was an outstanding finale. Almost as good as the Roy’s famous chocolate souffle the night before. These “Desert Desserts” made our dining out experiences special, and provided a play-on-words to write about today. What favorite desserts would you take along if you knew you’d be stuck on a deserted, desert island? I would have to include OREOs, smores, and chocolate chip cookies.

Just as I was beginning to fret about another untimely, cloudy, wet desert morning, the sun suddenly popped out and the gray skies disappeared. It looks like it will be a blue-sky-day, but unfortunately we’ll be in a car traveling with friends to Tucson and not at the pool. We’ll probably stop for lunch and more dessert before dinner and dessert again tonight. This morning’s run helped burn off a few of the calories, but we may have overdone it a bit on desserts here in the desert. Please pass the Reese’s Cups!