Sesame seeds on a steak roll should not be enough to make a driver change lanes, but in Pennsylvania they somehow are. The first clue is usually the smell drifting from a plain little corner counter with a line out front.
The second clue comes when you unwrap a sandwich so heavy it almost needs two hands and a plan. What looks like a quick lunch stop turns into the part of the trip you keep talking about for weeks.
A Corner Counter in Northwest Philadelphia
Right where Wendover Street meets Henry Avenue, in the Roxborough section of Philadelphia, sits a small corner building that hardly looks like a destination. Dalessandro’s Steaks has no grand sign, no fancy dining room, and no glossy decor.
What it does have is a crowd that seems to show up no matter the weather…