Philadelphia - March 24, 2012

Saturday, 24.03.2012 / 3:42 PM
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On the Road 2011-12
Philadelphia - March 24, 2012

No trip to Philadelphia would be complete without sampling one of the city’s greatest inventions: the Philly cheesesteak. We here at canadiens.com are traditionalists even when it comes to our food, so naturally we headed to Pat’s King of Steaks to sample the delicious, meaty sandwich the way co-creators Pat and Harry Olivieri meant it to taste. Only in the City of Brotherly Love will you find two friendly competitors both claiming to sell the best Philly cheesesteaks in the world, Pat’s King of Steaks and Geno’s Steaks, right across the street from one another. Naturally, there was only one way for us to settle the debate once and for all: a taste test!




On the surface, both looked almost identical but when it came to juicy flavor and meaty goodness, the competition wasn’t even close. While Pat’s seems to operate like Seinfeld’s Soup Nazi (rumor has it you can actually get sent to the back of the line for ordering wrong!), it was worth the stress in line. When it comes to Philly cheesesteaks, there’s nothing quite like the original! We’ll definitely be making more stops to Pat’s in the future, but after leaving we couldn’t help but wonder what Quebec delicacy we would recommend other teams try when doing their own Road Blogs in Montreal. Schwartz’s smoked meat? Poutine from La Belle Province? Bell Centre hot dogs? Guess we’ll just have to do another taste test when we get back to make sure…

Still miss the Expos? Yeah, us too. What die-hard ‘Spos fan could forget the longtime rivalry between Nos Amours and the Philadelphia Phillies? For nostalgia’s sake we popped by Citizens Bank Park – home of the Phillies – on our way to the Wells Fargo Center around the corner. Even with MLB opening night just around the corner, we were able to visit the ballpark without any major pangs of emotion…until we came across this bronze statue of notorious Expos killer Mike Schmidt. All those memories of postseasons come and gone at the Big O immediately came flooding back. They say time heals all wounds, right? Guess we’ll just have to wait a little longer…