[I was in Phoenix one summer about the same time.]
Woke up in my hotel in Phoenix in 1996. It was about 9 or 9:30 a.m. People all out at the pool.
I thought, who goes to the pool at 9?
Then I figured it out.
Had a rented 1996 Thunderbird. Came out of Venture (remember them?) and touched the chrome door handle.
Oooh, ouch!! Hot HOT HOT!!!
But I did grab up a nice collection of BBQ sauce. Amazingly, Southwest didn’t break a bottle. There was no mail order that I knew of at the time so I loaded up several dozen bottles. Cleaned out at least 2 or 3 grocery stores of what was on the shelves.
Phoenix residents probably know which sauce I was after.
My first trip to Phoenix, I was at the airport checking in for my return flight.
The ticket agent picks up one of my suitcases and says to me “A case of Coors?” He was right. LOL!
I use to bring home a suitcase full of White Castles Sliders after the Indi 500 every year!
(Stopped that when they started to charge for check bags. Didn’t have the heart to put the stinky things in the carry on overhead!)