To all of you folks who stare in disbelief at the cheez whiz cans, this place isn't for you. This place is for those of us who fell in love with Pat's Steaks and can't afford to fly to Philly when we get that urge for a giant slab of yummy goodness. Seriously, I refuse to buy a cheesesteak sandwich from any shop that doesn't have the whiz.
The owner is a nice guy. The fact that he tries to make conversation while you make your order when most cashier drones at other shops just give you disinterested looks is a plus. True, the conversation may veer toward awkward or strange, but at least he's being personable. I won't take that away from the man.
The only thing that I don't like about Corleone's is the price. I will still pay what they're asking for what amounts to the best damn cheesesteak this side of the Susquehanna river, but I'd be much happier if the prices lined up with what I used to pay at Pat's. If the prices came down, I'd be there a whole lot more.