Food, much like sports allegiances, is something we wear proudly on our sleeves as a badge that boasts, “Yep, I live here!” While many American cities offer seemingly limitless options for all sorts of global cuisines—keeping things interesting for people who live there, of course—nothing beats eating what you’re supposed to be eating in the very place you’re supposed to be eating it. Could anyone imagine visiting, say, Philadelphia for the very first time and not chowing down on a cheesesteak? Or passing up barbecue in Texas? It’d be downright sacrilege.
Which brings us to this look at the sandwich as a source of regional pride:
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