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Cheese Steak Satellite
You may remember my Cheese Steak investigations at the beginning of the summer:
Since coming across Philly Fevre, I have pretty much ended my Cheese Steak quest in Seattle, convinced I have found the mother-ship. However I do still dabble in non-authentic Cheese Steaks here and there. Tonight was one of those nights. I popped into the Satellite to watch the end of the Red Sox vs Yankees game, which apparently was game 7 in the American League Pennant (shows how out of touch I am with sports).
Looking over the menu I noticed *Philly Cheese Steak*, and appended to the description was the “The Real Deal”. They cant be serious, *The Real Deal* ? One look at the place I knew I was not getting the real deal, but with such a bold statement, I knew I would at least have something to whine about.
I will give them credit for not putting mayo, lettuce or any of the other stuff considered contraband on a Philly Cheese Steak. However the pepper-jack cheese was a big no no, and it was not served on an authentic hoagie.
Considering how little I was expecting, I was pleasantly surprised in a mediocre kind of way.
Well Satellite, your no Philly Fevre, but hey who is?