The Novice Foodie's First (!) Cheesesteak
I will, however, use the World Series as an excuse to do my duty as a novice foodie and sandwich lover and honor the culinary treasure beloved by generations of Philadelphians: the cheesesteak.
You see, my friends, until the very meal eaten for this column, I was a cheesesteak virgin.
The profile of a cheesesteak is this: long roll, thinly-sliced beef cooked on a griddle with onions, then slathered with cheese, either provolone or (the true classic) Cheez-Whiz. I'm not a fan of processed cheese, save for a few incantations: nachos, cheese fries and, now, the "Just Like Philly" cheesesteak at 9th Street Deli which comes on French bread with onions, roasted red peppers and the Whiz, all toasted up together.
I probably should have eaten this thing on Sunday to counteract my Halloween hangover. It's a gooey, toasty, greasy belly bomb of a sandwich, resplendent in its neon orange haze. The meat is tender, the caramelized onions add a touch of sweetness, the crunch of the toasted bread adds texture, and Cheez-Whiz acts as the salty binding agent holding it together. Couple this with salt & vinegar Zapps and a drink, and I had the makings of a home-run lunch that I can add to my reliable St Louis sandwich list.
Kelli Best-Oliver is on a quest to become a full-fledged foodie. She chronicles her adventures every Tuesday. She writes about any damn thing she pleases at South City Confidential.
* - Longtime Gut Check readers will remember that 9th Street Deli came out on top of my Cheesesteak Quest. - Ian