Filth. If you like this stuff, you have the palette of a pig and you should be fed in a trough.
The standards met here are so incredibly low, it literally qualifies as "I'm so hungry I'll eat anything". And at Primantis, that's what you get -- a sandwich that tastes and feels like it was dipped in a toilet before you got it. Just the thought is sickening.
I've had drunk food in State College, Philadelphia, parts of Jersey, parts of North Carolina, Atlanta and Orlando and I've never had worse than Primanti Bros. They do nothing right.