Football season is coming up, and in my area that means a few things:
- Passionate, reckless fans and a lot of trash talking
- Beer, beer, and more beer
- Still more beer
- There is no question of what we’re doing on Sundays
Now, Cheesesteaks are always popular here in the oh-so mystical land we call the greater Philadelphia area. Whether they’re with wiz or provolone, loaded up with onions or not, you can find them at almost every establishment with their soft bread soaking up the juices from the strips of beef.
Just typing that is making me drool.