Well it seems the GOP candidate has made his choice in the Philly Cheese Steak wars! Rick’s Steaks in the Reading Terminal, which has yet to be pushed out by Tony Luke’s. Obama has already made his choice during the Primary season, choosing Pat’s Steaks.
The Colbert Report tackles the Pats versus Geno’s question. You’ll be surprised who comes out the winner.
That’s right… Vegetarians!
Well the candidates have made their voices heard on the matter. And it was resounding! Obama has chosen Pat’s — Whiz Wit Thank you very much! Hillary went with the Chicken Cheesesteak at Boccella’s to keep her girlish figure on the road to the White House.
McCain hasn’t chosen yet. But we’re pretty sure he’ll pander to the Vento crowd.
When the Saudi Family chooses to get the “Philly Cheesesteak Experience” Where do they go? Jim’s Steaks.
According to Michael Klein and Inqlings, the Saudi Prince Nawaf bin Mohammed went to South Street after the Penn Relays and didn’t have to wait in line. The line on a Saturday afternoon at Jim’s can be longer than Pat’s or Geno’s sometimes curling all the way around to 3rd street. I’m a big fan of Jim’s Steaks as you can guess. So kudo’s to the Saudi Prince, for not pandering to the Cheesesteak Mecca and traveling 8 blocks up the road.
What did the Prince order? Cheesesteak Wit. I have no idea what cheese.
Remember all that flap about the Chinese star, Yi Jianlan, not wanting to go to Milwaukee because they don’t have a huge Chinese population? Well, he could have just followed Yao Ming’s footsteps and come to Pat’s Steaks!!!
Congratulations Yao, for picking the Steak place that doesn’t care that you don’t speak English.
A new feature here on CheeesesteakGuru, will be to find any news from the celebrity world and determine their Cheesesteak preference. Where do they go? How do they order?
In a recent blog posting on Kevin Smith’s MySpace page, itemizes his week including every time he showers, shaves, has sex, eats, meets and greets, writes, talks, spits, vomits, and watches TV. This is OLD School blogging at it’s finest. Here is my on-line diary. NOW deal with it.
On his way to Cornell University for a speaking engagement, Smith finds himself at Philadelphia International Airport. There after determining it was 80 degrees outside, he split a cheesesteak from a place in the terminal. If I flew or randomly hung out in the airport terminal like Tom Hanks, I could tell you where he bought his cheesesteak. (He calls it a cheese-steak). For argument’s sake and the proximity to the Bose store, I’m going to say he went to Philly Steak and Gyro.
On his return trip from Cornell, he… well let’s Kevin Tell it:
Twenty minutes in, I talk to Bryan Johnson, who tells me the SModcast equipment he’d Fed-Exed to the Stash East arrived, but since nobody was around to sign for it, it’s being held in the sectional center in Eatontown. Since it’s Sunday, we won’t be able to pick it up ’til tomorrow morning, so my plans to do a Kev/Walt/Bry SModcast pre-poker tourney are shot. Since there’s no rush to get to Red Bank, Jim and I turn the car around and head back into Philly, to grab some Geno’s.
We wait in line for a few minutes, ’til we get up to the ordering window and the guy working it says “What’re you doing out there? Come inside.” They put us at the indoor “celebrity” table, where Jim and I indulge in some awesome, Whiz-covered steaks and fries. It’s about the furthest thing from my diet, but fuck it: I earned this shit.
So there you have it, Kevin Smith is man after my own heart. If you got the time… stop for some cheesesteaks. I might not choose Geno’s for obvious reasons. But I never really thought Cheesesteaks should be a political topic.
Coming soon, the October Cheesesteak. Where oh where will it be???