Make Us One with Everything

Tonight’s nationally televised bird-on-bird action gives us much to ponder: Shaun Alexander’s kickass season, Terrell Owens’s jackass behavior, and that dumbass who dumped his dead mother’s ashes on the Eagles’ home turf. Most of all, however, we’re preoccupied with Seattle’s finest cheesesteakery, Philadelphia Fevre.

The Fevre’s signature offering involves thin strips of beef and onions, grilled to perfection and served on a French roll, and enhanced with such options as peppers, mushrooms, and Cheez Whiz. Complementing the deliciously greasy sandwiches are various Pennsylvania favorites: TastyKakes, Rolling Rock, and Habbersett Scrapple -- bring it home in one-pound blocks.

The dining room offers as much comfort as the food, with its blue vinyl booths, free Wi-Fi, and a TV set blaring away. The wood-paneled walls are adorned with cool Philly memorabilia -- pennants, posters, and framed photos of venerable icons like the Liberty Bell, Independence Hall, and the Phillies Phanatic.

PF was opened by a Philadelphia transplant in 1983, and the Brotherly Love has continued through its sale to a local family in 1999. All along -- as previously mentioned -- the place has strived for authenticity. Though it’s increasingly unclear what exactly “authentic” means anymore, we love Philadelphia Fevre just the same.

Sorry, soup fans -- they don’t serve Campbell’s Chunky.