They also make them like this:
Oh, and best ever roast pork and broccoli rab' sammitchiz.
Posted on 09/16/2021 6:19:19 AM PDT by Kid Shelleen
Conversation among soccer fans over post-match cheesesteaks quickly escalated into three people being beaten unconscious, one fatally, near the iconic Pat’s King of Steaks in South Philadelphia, Pat’s owner Frank Olivieri said after reviewing security footage of the deadly brawl.
“It was just mayhem,” he said. “I’m never going to get this vision out of my mind that I watched on the video tape.”
Around 2 a.m., Olivieri said, people in soccer jerseys are seen eating cheesesteaks, talking amongst themselves, seemingly getting along. Many appeared to wear gold jerseys, the color of the Philadelphia Union’s Wednesday night opponent Club América,
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Philadelphia is no longer America
The main reason most "Philly cheesesteaks" prepared elsewhere don't taste as good is the bread. Philly still has a number of family-owned Italian bread bakeries going back generations, some with brick ovens. If you are ever in Philadelphia, buy bread from the best—Sarcone's Bakery on S. 9th St between Fitzwater and Catherine Sts. But get there early because they sell out, and close at 3 pm. Hoagie rolls, Kaiser rolls, dinner rolls, long dinner loaves, big round loaves, oval loaves, sesame loaves, pizza dough... incomparable tastes and textures.
I lived across the street from Sarcones. You should see the line on Christmas Eve day.
They also make them like this:
Oh, and best ever roast pork and broccoli rab' sammitchiz.
New Orleans Po Boys….it’s the bread
New York City area pizza….the water
U raise cogent point
Rizzo got all the nuts and crazies off the street, and put them on the force, where they belonged
The day of the slow speed chase of OJ in the white Bronco was the day I came back to Philly from sailing the Gazela tallship all over the Eastern seaboard. As I was walking from Penn’s Landing to my apartment on Catharine I started noticing burning embers landing on the ground. Palumbo’s restaurant was burning down. I walked into the apartment and found my fiance writing me a Dear Jane letter. He was going back to his Eagles cheerleader ex-girlfriend. I was okay with it because I was carrying on a torrid affair with a crewmen from another tallship all summer. It was a very interesting day.
I went to visit Philly transplant friends in Florida. I took on the plane 2 dozen assorted sandwiches from that very Tony Luke’s. The party we had that night was something else.
Frank Rizzo was many things. He kept the city in pretty good shape until the vermin took over. Rizzo didn’t take any crap.
Oh, yeah, I get that. Saying “Provalone or Cheese Whiz?” is understandable. No, I mean “Whadya want on it?” while he stands in front of lettuce, tomatoes, avocado, olives, broccoli, etc. I’m like, hey, you’re the sandwich expert. At least suggest the normal range of toppings so I don’t end up with a Dagwood sandwich by accident. I ask “What’s typical?” and he sais “I dunno, whatever you want” isn’t helping but I get he’s a kid in a sandwich shop.
Oh, and I just roasted and sliced up some Chicago-style Italian beef, from a brisket I got for $4.99/pound the other day. Sliced up paper-thin, thanks to the Kramer-style slicer I got earlier this year.
Just doing the “gravy” and giardiniera, no rolls. But I do have some Provolone cheese and onions. I just may have to grill some of this with onions and melt some cheese on it later.
The BEST Philly Cheesesteak has grilled steak, grilled onion pieces and cheese...That’s it...
and NEVER whiz!!!!
I am a Philistine from Reading PA. We think of Pat’s and Jeno’s as places that sell skinny little steak sandwiches. A steak in Reading was as thick as your forearm and came with provolone, not cheesewhiz.
I’m with ya man.
Solution: STOP SAVING THEM. They CHOOSE to use dangerous drugs. If they die it's on them. Every dead druggie is an automatic reduction in crime.
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I have seen it. The aroma from Sarcone’s alone is enough to make you gain weight — willingly.
That's awesome!!
Reminds me that every so often, one of our dear departed and famed freepers, Doctor Raoul, used to bring an entire carton of foil-wrapped Tony Luke steak sandwiches to the Walter Reed Army Medical Center for the ambulatory wounded when the DC Chapter was freeping Walter Reed every Friday for years, 2004-2012.
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