I will eat Cheese Whiz on a Philly cheese steak though; in my opinion, if it ain't got Whiz, it ain't a cheese steak. When I was in college, a bunch of us would pile into my roommate's ancient car and go to Jim's Steaks on South Street. They kept an entire #10 can of Whiz open and sitting right on the grill, next to the pile of sizzling meat. A wooden paddle was used to slather that bright orange liquid goodness onto the sandwich.
And yes, I do fully expect my eating habits to be listed as a cause of death on my death certificate.










Sorry to any bleu cheese fanatics, but unless I had really bad bleu cheese, I'm not trying again.
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