And the Winner Is...

After the game, we decided to make a short sojourn into town to eat a famous Geno’s cheesesteak. MB had heard about them on the Food Network, and Kevin and Josh raved about them. Wanting to provide an accurate report in this reputable publication, we needed to see for ourselves. Unaware that there was an actual science to ordering a cheesesteak, MB stumbled through her order to the dismay of the man behind the counter. In the end, we ended up with what we wanted, which was a cheesesteak with onions and cheese whiz (or a “whiz wit” for you Philadelphians). Our cheesesteak #2 blasted cheesesteak #1 out of the water. It was melty and cheesy and perfect. For journalistic integrity and strictly for comparison purposes, we sauntered across the street to Pat’s, King of the Steaks. Not about to repeat our previous blunder and paying careful attention to the ordering instructions posted on the wall, Susie practiced her order before approaching the window. “Provolone wit. Please.” Pat’s steak came on a different roll and was disappointingly dry, not nearly as cheesy as Geno’s. We’re willing to chalk this up partially to the provolone, although after seeing a whiz wit at Pat’s, I’m not so sure it would have beaten Geno’s. Cheesesteak #3 rounds out the list, with Geno’s at the top and the ballpark’s coming in second. Congrats, Geno’s! For those of you visiting Philly soon, Geno’s is located on 9th Street, a few blocks from the stadium. Tell ‘em Suz and MB sent you.

We drove an hour to Baltimore and settled in to our room at the Hilton Garden Inn. We were looking for a seafood restaurant, but had no luck with the places nearby, so we wound up at Ruby Tuesdays, which technically doesn’t break any of our rules. Our crab cakes weren’t quite up to snuff, but we weren’t expecting much, it being Ruby Tuesdays and all.