Taste of Philly — Restaurant in Colorado

The day I bit into greatness.

Listen, I didn’t come to Taste of Philly to be reasonable. I came to splurge. And splurge I did. Extra meat. The works. Red pepper spread. No half-measures. No regrets.

Let me set the scene.

The moment I unwrapped this sandwich, it was like opening a treasure chest filled with molten, meaty gold. You know how food commercials fake the steam to make it look hot? Nah, this thing came out with steam baring off of it like it just walked out of a sauna and had stories to tell. I even posted a pic—check it out. That’s not CGI. That’s real-life culinary vapor. NASA called. They want to study it.

The first bite? Life-changing. I’m not saying it cured my seasonal depression, but the clouds did part a little. The bread was soft but sturdy (like an emotional support friend), the meat was juicy and stacked like it had something to prove, and the red pepper spread? Bro. That red pepper spread was bomb diggity—yes, I said it—and I stand by it. Spicy, tangy, just the right amount of sass. It punched me in the taste buds and then apologized with a hug.

Now let’s talk about the vibe. The guy behind the counter looked like he’s been through a week’s worth of nonsense by Tuesday, but you could still tell—deep down—he’s a solid dude. Just a warrior in the sandwich trenches. Respect. He wasn’t throwing glitter and sunshine, but he got my order right, treated the sandwich like sacred art, and kept it real. That’s Philly energy. No fluff, just flavor.

And let’s be honest—it wasn’t cheap. This was not a $5 footlong situation. But honestly? Worth every dollar. I didn’t walk in expecting fast food prices. I came for quality, for excess, for a taste of the City of Brotherly Love—and I got baptized in cheesesteak glory.

Would I come back? Absolutely. Would I bring friends? Only the ones I trust not to mooch off my sandwich. Would I make this part of my cheat day routine? Yes, and I’d even consider cheating twice a week.

If you’re on the fence, get off the fence and get in line. Order like you mean it. Get the works. Add extra meat. Say yes to the red pepper spread. And prepare to feel emotions you haven’t felt since childhood.

Taste of Philly, you’ve earned a fan. A slightly greasy,...

DO NOT GIVE THIS STORE YOUR BUSINESS! Unfortunately we are unable to give 0 stars. 3rd time in a row that I have ordered from this sad excuse of a restaurant and third time the order has been COMPLETELY wrong. The worst part about digital orders is you have NO excuse to foul it up. No sloppy handwriting, no messed orders from FOH to BOH, it is typed out clear as day! No excuse what so ever. And when I call to figure out the problem well before closing the phone gets picked up and ealked around with in the restaurant with no answer. Three times. Dude I could hear how dirty your frier was from the phone. I sincerely hope due to previous reviews and this current that this location clean house NOW. Regional manager/franchisee if you see this I hope you understand you will not survive as a business with these incompetent and downright disrespectful employees. With 12 years of food service experience from pantry to sous to manager, these people would have been made to clean the store up and promptly fired. I can say that because I would have answered the phone in their shoes! So incredibly disappounted, especially because other locations closer to my previous location have delivered amazing food, and a correct order. Too bad delivery zones prohibit me from ordering food from the next closest location. Manager on duty: you have lost another customer and another bad review to add to your accolades. "Good job guys!" (That was sarcasm) fire...

I’ve loved the food for a long time, but it’s time to part ways with this establishment. After many failed orders, I’ve reached that point where I can’t do business with them anymore.

There was the time they forgot the cheese for my fries. Or the time I had to drive to their store after waiting for 3 hours for delivery. Then this time when they gave me someone else’s order...I called them, and didn’t even get an apology. They said they’d deliver the correct order as soon as possible, but, unfortunately, they seem to have forgotten about me.

I’m not even going to mention all the inconsistencies with their orders, or the times they forgot to add extra cheese, etc. There are many orders that didn’t make the cut.

Well, I’m going to drive to Sonic for a burger, and contact Grubhub for my $22.00 back. I guess we’ll see how that goes. That’s a lot of money to spend to be forgotten about. Needless to say, I’m disappointed.

Currently, I’m hungry, frustrated, it’s getting late, I’m $22.00 in the hole, and my time has been wasted.

Update: they didn’t forget about me. I got my order and it was correct. Nevertheless, I can’t bring myself to order again.

I also want to add that the guy delivering my food has always been awesome. He cares, and he wants to make things right when they aren’t. Actually, I’d venture to guess that the staff has good intentions. It’s likely a...