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What I AM hoping to learn is where the cabin was. I'm always looking for good options for weekend-off-the-grid type places, especially ones that are closer to Chicago than, say, Door County.

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Then of course you’re gonna scout every place within a few miles to find the haunted Italian Beef. If it was a cryptid, what would it be called?

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Noooooo! What is this madness? That looks VILE!

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Lemme throw a high-five at Davida for what is certainly a top-tier troll job by our beautiful Northwoods people upon those FISHTABs*.

* Fucking Illinois Shit Heads Towing A Boat, for those who have never spent a long time on I-43, US-51, US-8, or US-53 behind those city slickers

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I genuinely DID consider taking a short respite from the internet upon seeing that photo. The first thing out of my mouth was, "Oh my gahhhhd." There was laughter, cringe, and muttering of mild expletives. I didn't expect it but genuinely was in need of a brief recovery period before finishing the post.

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I made my partner read the post. Some choice tidbits from his reactions include: "what the FUCK is that?!"; *maniacal laughter*; "It hurts my soul."

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Some asshole recently told me that a "true" Chicago Italian Beef does NOT have mozzarella cheese on it. Has anyone heard this before? This is some next-level bullshit to me.

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I'd consider it a cheesesteak at that point. When I was living in the area, I sure knew it solely as bun, beef, peppers, juice. My personal preference is for hot peppers and dipped til it's drenched but somehow still structurally sound. AFAIK, cheese is typically limited to an add-on by request or themed variant (see the pizza-like and Arby's style options available from Buona) and not even necessarily always going to be available.

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I just realized what this reminds me of! The Rollie Eggmaster!

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Some industrial Italian beef sandwich product kept in a water bath so long it denatured the proteins in the cheese so all the oil separated out, leaving pure rubber behind, I guess… Your mission seems clear: devote the rest of your life to recreating - and eventually perfecting - this monsterpiece.

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That sandwich fills me with a soulless flatulence.

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