The first time I visited Philadelphia was during my freshman year of college. I went to a conference at the University of Pennsylvania. I remember driving on the cobblestone streets and visiting the historical landmarks. It was also the first time I had flown on a plane and I got a certificate and little wings to commemorate the experience. After leaving Philadelphia, I remember making the decision to not try a Philly cheesesteak. I was far from being a foodie back then so I didn’t think it was worth standing in line to get one. Fast forward to over 10 years later and I knew that my second trip to Philadelphia would definitely include a Philly cheesesteak. So my research began…where should I go?

I decided on Dalessandro’s, which is located in a residential area of Philadelphia. It was good thing I had cash on me as they do not accept any credit cards. There is an ATM machine in the store just in case. I ordered my sandwich with onions and mushrooms. Since it was a small restaurant most orders are to go so I took mine back to my hotel.

The first thing that surprised me was the size of the sandwich. I knew I wouldn’t be finishing it because it was literally the size of my forearm. It smelled absolutely divine and I was looking forward to finally having an authentic Philly cheesesteak sandwich. I took a big bite and got my second surprise…there was no cheese. Apparently I failed at ordering cheese on my Philly cheesesteak sandwich. I thought that was a given, but apparently I did not ask for cheese so I did not get cheese. It was still good with the onions and mushrooms, however, I know it would have been even better with the actual cheese.

One day I’ll get a Philly cheesesteak in Philly done the right way, which is with cheese wiz I hear. Third time should be the charm, right?