Claiming my [cheese]steak

Hello readers-faithful! It’s been quite a while since I have written to you all but have no fear, I have returned with a mildly sassy blog that I will leave up to you to decide. Before the proposed section, I wish everybody a heavily belated Hoppy Easter and that it was spent with ones who are loved. The University of Scranton just got off of their spring break. While many of the students were flying to exotic places bought with others’ money, I chilled at home, sweet home in New Jersey and caught up with some dear friends. The first day back at home, myself and three other friends Bob, Ric, and Will all went on a grand expedition to Philadelphia. This journey had the sole purpose of finding the best cheesesteaks in mind with five different stops planned out on our route. We unanimously decided we would buy a single cheesesteak that was split four ways so that none of us would feel full during the travel time between each stop. Each steak would also be judged on certain criteria such as bread, meat moisture, meat seasoning, cheese, and onions. The very first stop was on the outskirts of Philly at a hopping place called Max’s and while we payed half an arm to purchase the cheesesteak, I gotta say that it was worth the price because this steak was THREE FEET LONG. Needless to say it was a decent start to our tour even though the cheese was virtually nonexistent. Followed by Max’s were Chubby’s, Dalessandro’s, and Tony Luke’s. Let’s start with Chubby’s; their steak had a moderate portion and cheese was decent, however the onions left much to be desired as they were rather on the raw side. It was then during that crucial moment that my friends and I all made the executive decision to purchase a beer to supplement this blow to our palates. If you must know, this beer was a regular Blue Moon garnished with a single slice of orange and it was divine. Moving on in our tour we came to the pinnacle of the trip right across the street at Dalessandro’s where the joint was hopping because the line extended all the way out of the door. When our cheesesteak finally came it was delicious; the onions were piled high, the meat was very moist and there was distinctly clear evidence of the grease oozing out of the cheesesteak as we tore it open. The grease complimented the vibrant flavor of the meat to combine into a mouthful of awesome. The next two stops at Tony Luke’s and some place that escapes my memory (which shows how much of an impression the cheesesteak made) were good descending action to the climax of the journey. Tony Luke’s was an undiscovered diamond in the rough because when we first arrived at the place, we all thought it would be terrible. The service was quick due to a dire lack of patrons and the decor of the dive was very lacking and dull. However, I was so glad to have been proven wrong in my suspicions that the food would be subpar because in actuality the cheesesteak was phenomenal. To give you all some perspective, we rated each stop on a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being “I WILL DEFINITELY MAKE THE HOUR AND A HALF DRIVE BACK HERE TO EAT”. Dalessandro’s scored the perfect 10 but Tony Luke’s scored a 9.5 in my book. The meat on these sandwiches was seriously moist and that it was seasoned the best of all the stops of that day. In addition the onions were very well done and the bread was fresh and fluffy. The last stop of the tour is not worthy of being remembered, nor will I try to remember it. I will merely say that it left much to be desired, worse than Chubby’s on the basis of taste and texture. The meat, as Will accurately described, tasted more on the consistency of roast beef which normally would not have been a fault but because of the nature of our journey from New Jersey to Philadelphia, this resonated poorly with us. In my opinion the cheesesteak felt very fast-foodish, if I can even use that to describe the taste; if felt as if these cheesesteaks were produced in mass quantity with very quick succession. There was no love in this cheesesteak – no signature flavor or quality that made it stand out from all the other cheesesteaks, unless you count its lack of character as a distinguishing characteristic. On a side note and side dish, we got a side of fries that were pretty freaking good. Unfortunately we ended the cheesesteak tour on a sour note of fried goodness. Otherwise in conclusion, I would highly recommend anybody finding themselves in the area of Dalessandro’s to stop on by if the line isn’t too murderous, or you can also go to the secret gem at Tony Luke’s. In typing this entry I have decided to save my mildly sassy portion as aforementioned for next week’s entry so stay tuned for talk on destabilizing the central administration and hippy talk, and I use “hippy talk” in a very liberal sense.

Liberals and Conservatives

Good evening faithful readers and hopefully some new ones! I did not blog last week, to my deepest regret, as I have been super packed lately with tons to do on my schedule, but I am very glad to be writing even the tiniest shred of literature for all of your personal enjoyments either to laugh at or with me! Last week was a week-long study session for a practical that went over rather anticlimactically. Now in this week, I am studying for yet another test but this time it’s in microeconomics. Let’s segue into a very relevant topic currently running around the media in response to republican and democratic debates, and hopefully I will get to flex my first amendment rights as far as having the right to free speech goes. True, there are limitations that can be placed on the first amendment, such as the indecency of a prankster to shout words or phrases that could incite massive panic in a crowded area, but I will not be writing about any awful deeds. Rather, I wish to speak in an opinionated manner that does not warrant the censorship of the higher bodies that be, and the “higher bodies that be” full well know who they are. In the text that will follow, I do not criticize anybody’s political views or political party affiliations. I simply wish to raise awareness of the current situation in the republican and democratic races for their respective party nominations. I will divulge that I personally identify as a democrat but I also ask that for any readers who even take offense to the mere fact of my party affiliation as an affront to their being, please read with an open mind. Otherwise if you cannot comply with my simple request, please leave this blog and never come back. Our nation can’t grow with close-minded bigotry and- Hey! Let’s talk about that!

Donald Trump believes that the United States’ foreign policy in regards to trade is far too soft and that other countries are trampling us when it comes to the importation of their goods. I agree with this but – BAM!!! Faster than Kelly, Baier, and Wallace can keep the debate on track, the republican candidates break out into bickering and childish name calling. Little Marco? Big Trump? Yoga??? Please tell me some of you caught those snide remarks on March 3rd during the debate in Detroit, Michigan. This was not even the first time that such antics were used. Rubio and Trump have a bit of history with going at each others’ throats with remarks about sweaty composure and also of hand/finger sizes. I won’t repeat any of the manual, lewd comments but rather I will leave that up to you to Google. Has the presidential race really become a reality television series where the candidate who draws the most public attention will receive the most support? I believe that it should be focused on the hard-pressed issues that face America such as the creation of American jobs (that Trump is very adamant about fixing in his solution of “the wall”), racial inequality, and national health and safety issues, most pointedly the Flint, Michigan water crisis. 

Now I know I’ve thrown a lot of flack at the republican candidates but the democratic candidates are not without fault. In the recent debate on March 6th, Clinton and Sanders went neck and neck with each other. The discussion was very centered on political issues and they both spoke very well for themselves in regards to keeping slanderous rhetoric to a minimum. However when the debate was over, I saw a very peculiar thing; there were multiple articles calling Bernie Sanders a sexist! These allegations referenced Bernie speaking over Hilary to continue talking on a point he was making. I do recall the incident because I remember distinctly that Hilary objected to Bernie voting against bailing out Wall Street when the stock market crashed. In reaction to Hilary’s outburst, Bernie said “Excuse me, I’m still speaking.” This was the incident that caused many people to accuse him of sexism. My opinion (for those who aren’t offended yet): Bernie wished to finish his point uninterrupted and that he did not intend to be sexist. The Young Turks did a segment about this incident and they also arrived at the same conclusion. They went further to say that for the feminists to call Bernie out on sexism is putting the “sexism” card at a grave disinclination to be taken seriously in future cases. Put simply, it’s like crying wolf. Let me be clear, I do NOT disdain feminism. In fact, I believe it to be a vehicle of fantastic change for women’s rights. However, for ultra feminists (and I use that “prefix”, ultra, in relation to any group that takes extremist views on topics) to call Bernie a sexist is a far cry from the true meaning. Trump’s comments toward Megyn Kelly in relation to normal physiological processes is sexist.

With that being said, I bid you a good night! I do encourage any responses or feedback and I hope that the “higher bodies that be” don’t come after me for this opinionated blog 🙂 It was written not to offend but rather as my thoughts on how the candidacy is unfolding.