We were there: 8:40 p.m. (bottom of the fifth inning).
Wait: 2 minutes.
Order: A roast pork sandwich with a side of roasted long hot peppers.
Cost: $11.
Phindings: El Phoodio finally got off the schneid in a big way. After consecutive visits suffering the overpriced and oversalted fare at Harry the K's and the flavor-challenged pizza from Seasons, the roast pork sandwich at Tony Luke's was truly manna from heaven.
This delicious belly-filler (which, if swung in anger, could probably leave a dent on the human skull) was filled with moist shredded pork fairly exploding with peppery, garlicky flavor. Each and every bite was a treasure trove of tastebud-igniting goodness.
The add-ons - provolone that offered subtle but detectable hints of cheese, the free side of heated-to-perfection broccoli rabe and the fiery long hots - proved to be almost too much of a good thing. And the fresh, chewy roll was exactly what a concoction such as this demands.
When it comes to knocking one out of the park, Ryan Howard has nothing on Tony Luke.
A home run.
