I love Texas. I love the people, the weather (usually – especially since I have been older) and the food of this state. I have to admit though, once in awhile I miss the foods that I learned to love when I was a kid in the Philadelphia suburbs. Last time we talked about pizza – this time? The cheesesteak.
Seriously. There are hundreds of places around here that advertise the best Philly Cheesesteaks. I have eaten at almost every one of them and I can tell you that they may be Dallas Cheesesteaks but Philly Cheesesteaks they are not. The meat isn’t right, the roll isn’t right… it just… isn’t…quite… right. Continue reading