"Since they're open until 4am on the weekends, Woody’s is our first stop for an after-midnight meal that’s ten times better than anything we could get from some torturous drive-thru line. This shabby corner shack started slinging cheesesteaks in Midtown a year before Rocky’s triumphant climb up the steps of the Philadelphia Museum of Art. And since then, Woody's has remained a top pound-for-pound sandwich shop contender. Their cheesesteaks are just the right amount of sloppy with thin slices of steak, grilled onions, and gooey white american cheese. And the grease dripping down our hands after every bite takes us back to a carefree age when making a mess was the sign of a good time." - juli horsford
Tabia S. Lisenbee-Parker
