June 22, 1986 |
This story is dedicated to Sal, Tony, Denise, Pat and Carmine and all the gang in South Philadelphia. Yo! And maybe the next number should be dedicated to the gang in the Burg. South Philadelphia isn't the only heavy-duty Italian enclave in this part of the world. In New Jersey's capital - that's the city on the north side of the bridge spanning the Delaware with the sign that says Trenton Makes, the World Takes - there's another one: a section of town known as the Burg.
July 1, 2010
Baba Ghanoush . . . 4 Chicken With Lime and Cilantro . . . 4 Fennel and Radiccio Salad . . . 2 French Potato Salad . . . 2 Steak and Portobello Sandwich . . . 3
July 10, 2006
EVERY DAY, I pick up the paper and read about Geno's and their sign. I don't understand why people go there in the first place, not because of the sign, but because of the fatty piece of meat they call a cheese- steak. Ever hear of Steve's or Chink's? Now that's a good steak. Jim Kantner Philadelphia
July 1, 2010 |
Steak, mushrooms, and sweet onions make a great, quick summer dinner. The steak, mushrooms, and onions are sautéed in the same pan. The balsamic vinegar-and-garlic marinade becomes a dipping sauce for the sandwich. Steak and Portobello Sandwich Makes 2 servings 1. Remove visible fat from steak. Mix garlic and balsamic vinegar in a self-sealing plastic bag. Add the steak and mushrooms. Marinate 10 minutes, turning bag over once. 2. Meanwhile, spray bread with olive oil and toast for one minute.
July 15, 2010
You go to Bitar's in the Italian Market for top-notch gyros and kebabs, thereby avoiding the cheesesteak glut two blocks away. But when in Rome . . . . Amin Bitar says the new Bitar steak and potato sandwich wrap started as a joke, as a customer asked for a Lebanese riff on a steak sandwich. It starts with a fresh-baked pita, spread with a moderately spicy harissa mayo, and topped with thinly sliced, char-grilled sirloin steak, sauteed onions, and red and green bell peppers.
April 10, 2002 |
H. & J. McNally's Schmitter is legendary among Chestnut Hill pub-goers. Like any legend, the sandwich has inspired a few myths. Some folks believe it's named for former Phillies third baseman Mike Schmidt. Women in their ninth month of pregnancy have sworn eating a Schmitter induces childbirth. But here's the real story behind the Schmitter. One night in the late '60s, former Chestnut Hill Hospital ER worker and McNally's regular Dennis Krenich asked bar owner Hugh McNally for something different on his cheesesteak.
July 31, 2008
Q: I cook at home a lot and enjoy all types of cooking, especially grilling. How in the heck do you get a steak at home to taste like a great restaurant steak? Is it even conceivable? - Mark C. A: Mark, I've learned that things usually taste a little better when someone else waits on you, cooks for you and cleans up after you. I've tried to convince my wife that cooking at home is just as good as or better than eating out. But she always says, "Honey, we don't have prep cooks or people who wash dishes here like you do at work.
August 12, 1999 |
Sixth grade was a dark year for Jerry Crafts. He weighed 190 pounds and wasn't particularly athletic. When girls noticed him at all, it was to look at him and move away as quickly as possible. Bullies picked on him, called him Orca, after the whale. "I was short and real fat. It was taking me a long time to blossom," said Crafts, 31, laughing a bit sarcastically in reflection. He was leaning on a tree - or was that tree leaning on him? - after morning practice at the Eagles training camp as the team prepped for tonight's preseason game at Veterans Stadium.
December 18, 2008 |
In some homes, a pricey beef roast is the yuletide equivalent of Thanksgiving's sweet potato and marshmallow casserole: essential. Yet in tougher times such as these, a $100 rack of prime rib is out of the question for many hosts, a $150 cut of filet mignon unthinkable. Even for those who can afford it, luxury meat can seem distasteful, an edible symbol of the excesses that have contributed to our financial woes. "I've served prime rib for the past five years . . . but this year we'll be doing a turkey," says Lois West, a school administrator and Center City resident.
July 19, 2009 |
The gaudy theatrics of an opening-night extravaganza have become as expected as meat and potatoes for Philadelphia's new herd of luxury steak houses. But when Union Trust threw its preview bash in February, just as the economy was spiraling toward the abyss, it haughtily raised the bar to a prime new grade of crass. With showtime searchlights on Chestnut Street strafing the night, a $550 vertical rib-eye tasting for four on the menu, ice sculptures channeling rivers of vodka, and a Brink's truck making special delivery of a $29,000 bottle of Black Pearl Cognac, the bombastic debut was meant to send a message: In a city being courted by ever-grander palaces of beef, the $12.8 million, 280-seat Union Trust intended to be the grandest of them all. The soaring former bank space (and Jack Kellmer jewelry store)