Our waitress appears as a blur as my eyes glaze over in anticipation of the 32-ounce behemoth steak I am about to order from Pinnacle Peak Steak House in Scottsdale, Arizona. After so many years, the steak is the same, but the development of million-dollar homes surrounding this at one time far away outpost has taken away some of its allure – the tragedy that is the nature of development in a state where history, atmosphere, and livability has little value in light of increased property tax revenue.

Dinner is served.