As I write this, we are about to leave for a day long trip to Disney. These past couple days away from school have been filled with excitement, heartbreak but most of all, FOOD!
Yesterday we found a place in La Jolla that advertises the sale of a cheesesteak. Before yesterday, the only place I was getting cheesesteaks from in this town was Jersey Mike’s and Philly station. Both of which are somewhat subpar.
Yesterday, the restaurant had the ingredients that we were waiting for.
Amoroso’s rolls? Check!
Provolone and Cheez Whiz? Check!
Pennsylvania Dutch Birch Beer? Check!
Every thing was falling into place. That was until we found out that the cheesesteaks were made with roast beef.
Now I’m not going to sit here and pretend to have any idea what kind of meat goes into a classic Philly cheesesteak, but it ain’t roast beef. Something about the taste just wasn’t right. We quickly recognized that the meat ruined the sandwich.
But I wanna mention one massive heartbreak from today. The Eagles, once again, lost.
At this point, I’m not surprised. I’m just annoyed and pissed off. I’m disappointed. It was hard to watch my team fall so pathetically. But I digress. We move on. That’s the Philly way.
Well, hopefully Mickey Mouse and all that crap will help me feel better. I’m going to spend tomorrow in Disneyland with my family and my girlfriend.
I hope nothing goes wrong. What could possibly, right?