Don’t tell my Mother, but I ate a Philly Cheese Steak.
Why shouldn’t you tell her (even though she reads my blog daily)? Because they’re incredibly unkosher.
- unkosher meat, which I haven’t had in 20+ years
- mixing milk and meat
- the reality of eating Cheese Whiz, and I’m embarrassed about that
But see, people are OBSESSED with Philly Cheese Steaks and even though they look disgusting to me, I was compelled (compelled, I say), to try one.
The Original or the Better?
Standing at what I dubbed “Cheese Steak Corner” I called my cousin Jay, a Penn graduate. With Geno’s and Pat’s literally across the street from each other I didn’t know what to do.
I told Jay I was scared. “Scared of the corner or of the cheese steak?” Good question, both were worthy of fear. I was scared of the cheese steak – see above where I hadn’t had unkosher meat for 20+ years. He said this is life, taking chances (on food?).
A quick call to a his buddy confirmed that I should go to Geno’s–it’s “better”, although Pat’s is the original and has better bread.
The Pressure of Cheese Whiz
I had already vowed I wasn’t getting the whiz, yuck. But when time came to order, the brusque woman only asked “with whiz”–no option for provolone. I panicked and said yes.
Who exactly likes Cheese Whiz? Do they also eat Hamburger Helper?
So…How Was It?
Gross. And oddly tasty. And revoltingly greasy.
And I felt ill immediately after. Because of the grease? Because of the unkosher-ness? Because I ate meat, which I almost never do (unless it’s Mom’s sweet and sour meat balls for Passover, which are delectable)? Let’s go with all of the above.
But I left my bubble world; and don’t need to return to this one. Could someone please pass the organic apples?
The Beauty of Community
It may not be for me–lots of things aren’t–but clearly many people love it. And I was touched by the display of badges from local service folk: firefighters to boy scouts.
What food have you tried that’s outside of your bubble world?