Driving out into the wild west for a sandwich isn't usually my style, but I'd heard a lot about this place and I've been wanting to give it a try. It's probably the most discreet place I've encountered; it's deep in the rear of a gas station convenience store and there isn't any signage to tell you that you're in the right place.
It located in the corner; the sandwich dude was watching some creepy movie on a big flat screen TV. I'd seen something on their web site about a "Touch Tone" steak or chicken, but there was no such thing on the menu. I seemed confused looking for it, so the guy handed me a flyer that didn't have much on it. So I just ordered a cheesesteak with onions and provolone.
He was casually ripping paper and seemed in no rush to make the sandwich. He wrote a number on the paper and pointed over to the register. You pay in advance at Direct From Philly.
I paid and waited. There were a bunch of other dudes hanging around chatting; I wouldn't want to have to eat in at this place. Usually the guys that make these things are frantically chopping; but this was pretty slow paced. Finally it was ready.
It was a decent sandwich. I have nothing good or bad to say about it. I think I could get this anywhere; without spending $6 on gas to have to go way out of my way. It's difficult for me to recommend that you do either.