I once met a guy from Pittsburgh who had never been to Primanti's. WTF!?!? It's like being from DC and never going to Ben's Chili Bowl. This place is an institution. Yeah, they'll say "they put fries on the sandwiches" as if that's the only allure of this place. Not at all. Primanti's came out of the great depression when the steelworkers needed a full meal, so Primanti's put everything between two huge slices of bread. Boom, there it is. So imagine yourself coming in from a hard morning at the mill, starving and looking for a square meal in an easy-to-carry sandwich. The bread is soft and fluffy, the meat is tender, and the steaming hot fries are cooled off by the cool cole slaw and tomato. Every time I leave Primanti's, I want to go back, it's that good. I imagine some steel workers looked forward to Primanti's as the only highlight of their workday. The only difference now is that you can watch the Stillers while you eat your sammich.