Gauntlet dropped for real cheesesteak

 

March 22, 2002



Two months into my Montana experience, I miss my family, friends and hometown, but there's nothing I'm more homesick for than my favorite food, the staple of Philadelphia cuisine, the reason people flock to the City of Brotherly Love: the cheesesteak.

Drenched in a pool of sticky cheese and engulfed by an extra large torpedo roll, the Philly cheesesteak isn't just a grease-soaked sandwich, it's a food group.

Nothing in this world compares to its aroma, a smell so intoxicating, Philadelphians are routinely arrested for driving under its influence.

Those extra chunks of meat. That glistening...



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