Walked out of a restaurant (I use the term loosely) this evening, all because of the cheese.  We went over to town for dinner craving Philly Cheesesteaks and had been told by several people that Skinny Pete’s was the place to go.

Well, we walked in… and the place was empty.  We walked up to the counter and looked at the menu and began to order… then I asked that crucial question:  ”What choice of cheese do we get?”   The answer was a disappointing: “American”  Ugh.  Then she added, “It’s white American.”  As if that makes any difference.

So we left and went next door to Five Guys and got burgers instead… all because of the cheese.  I know there is always much debate on what really  should go on a cheesesteak.  But for me: Provolone!… no American cheese, I don’t care what color it is.

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