I just don't understand how people could "not" like Primanti. After a long trip away from Pittsburgh, the first thing I crave upon reentering the city is a Pittsburgher Cheesesteak Sandwich, piled high with coleslaw, tomatoes, fries and an extra egg for perfection. By coleslaw, I don't mean your average drippy mayonnaise coleslaw. Primanti's coleslaw means fresh and crisp. Add a side of Cajun fries and you got yourself a meal of champion.
They have friendly employees and play good music. It's such a good place to meet up with friends for a casual meal. Enter Primanti expecting a greasy mess...and I'm not even talking about the sandwiches. The floors...stairs...railings...all covered in grease. The whole place is practically a slip and slide. Walk around with caution, but devour your sandwich with passionate rage.