Well, it took us far too long, but we finally made it down to South Philly to sample some yummy cheesesteaks. And cheese fries, too. There was a Cheez Whiz puddle in the bottom of that cup of fries, which, for me, elicited both a YUM! and an EEW!

We happened upon Pat's and Geno's while biking through South Philly, and decided to give Geno's a go. Pat's is up next, so keep an eye out for Mike's and my verdict on which one is better.

We opted to split a cheesesteak with provolone and onions and an order of cheese fries so as not to completely O.D. on grease. I almost wish we had gotten Cheese Whiz instead of the provolone--somehow I feel it would have been more authentic with the Whiz. Next time I'll know to go with my gut instinct, no matter how much my gut might later regret it. Come to think of it, I didn't feel too great after eating that thing.