This is the one that got me. Like the Loch Ness Monster and Sasquatch rolled into one, the whispers about the existence of a sandwich that rivals the artery-clogging power of the Cheesesteak are legit. For veggies and ‘vores alike, this one will kill us all. When my dining partner and I looked at the beast, a wry chuckle was soon replaced with a feeling of obviousness. French fries with melted cheese on a roll. Why wasn’t this on the menu of EVERY DAMN BAR in the city? I’d call it cutting edge, but it’s just a Common Sense Sandwich.
The sandwich has origins in the UK, but they use white bread. Not Philly enough. Put that on a hoagie roll and now you’ve got something. They provide you with apple cider malt vinegar as a topper and it was the perfect complimenting acidity The Monster needed. My only complaint was that maybe a few dashes of Old Bay would have made it a tad more regional. But it’s minor when you look at The Chip Butty Experience.
The crew at O’Neals is gonna make this bitch FAMOUS. They even sing you a song when they bring it out. I wish I could remember the words or even the tune, but they’re gone because I blacked out when I took the first bite. It was my mission to eat the whole thing. I never had a choice.
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