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| - We left Philly 18 months ago. It's been a long, difficult journey. Through the miracle of the postal system, and the grace of God, we were able to acquire Tastykakes until luck and the economy expanded distribution further west and we could buy them locally. One time we found frozen scrapple, and that was good! These provisions were enough to stave off the cravings, but as time passed, the hunger grew worse. We listened to "Eye of The Tiger", and sang the theme song to Fresh Prince more times than I care to remember... But it wasn't enough, and every day that went by we fought harder against the longing that was slowly driving us insane.
With desperation in our eyes, we found ourselves pacing the frozen food isle of our grocery store like caged beasts, our eyes fixated on the Steakums. We had become mad creatures obsessed with only one goal: cheesesteaks. Once we even tried chopping chicken breasts, buying provalone, and grilling onions to make our own, but the bread was all wrong... It wasn't right. The hunger continued.
Then providence brought us to Mesa, and all our luck changed! On the third night, we found ourselves at Geno's, and on that night, our hunger was at long last satisfied!! HALLELUJAH WE FOUND CHEESESTEAKS! With bellies full of food, and hearts bursting with nostalgia, we happily slipped a take out menu into our pockets and lumbered our way home with the best case of The Itis the world has ever known.
We will be back.
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