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hearing at El Bobo
I had high hopes
for Whiz Wit. The name...the fact that they offer Cheez Whiz on their
steaks...but....no. First off: the bun. You HAVE to have the proper
soft torpedo roll, flown in from Philly I think. They don't got it.
Second: The damn steak has to be finely chopped and thoroughly cooked.
Maybe salted. There's wasn't. Third: I don't know what kind of cheese
they were using, but it wasn't right and it wasn't melted enough. Some
of these things could be blamed on a bad "chef" I suppose.
At any rate, with The Cheesesteak Shop in
existence, Wiz Whit is left behind like a crumpled greasy napkin. They
may serve an all right sandwich, but it ain't no cheesesteak. Wiz Whit
is held in contempt of court. Um, sorry, Judge Vardigan.
Thinking about it
now, this was a rather inauspicious debut for the Füd Court. After
all, Judge Turner's gavel has come down to proclaim it "Guilty
as a cockroach." Admittedly, the Whiz does not stand up to the
Original Cheesesteak Shop, Inc. The buns are hard and the Cheez Whiz
touch (supposedly the style of choice in Philly) is nice as a
novelty but not as a winning substitute for provolone. However, if only
out of neighborhood loyalty and convenience, I still eat at the Wiz
now and then. By the way, guest judge Jon Winsor was also present at
this session. He got tuna.
if you're stumbling out of a local bar or club at 2 AM and need to soak
up some booze. NOT a place you need to search out. Biggest problem:
the bun. Too hard. Tasty treat was the cheese sauce for the fries. The
cheese on the cheesesteak was too noticeable; it needed more melting
and blending with the meat.