I have only two iron-clad opinions of American dishes; I either despise them or am a fanatical devotee. Since I discovered the Philly cheesesteak sandwich, it has become in American diners what a curry is in Indian restaurants and eggs, bacon and chips is in cafes-- a great saver of effort, as I'll pass up everything else on the menu without a second thought.
Unlike the late Alistair Cook, I've never been to Philadelphia, but I really must make the time for a pilgrimage. Meantime, I just happen to have one of Mr. Olivieri's inventions in my briefcase for lunch.
My complements to the chef.
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