Mr Hero

And now an excerpt from the Bhagavad Gita, ancient Hindu spiritual text:
I am pure deliciousness. The underlying essence of cheese and onions.
I am the innate waffle fries in every meal.
In pure Pepsi, I am the sweet taste.
In the very center of the strip mall, I live as virility and courage.
I am the slight, delicate scent. The sweet fragrance of salami.
I am the brilliance in both fire and grease. And I am the diarrhea and gas pain in all beings.
Go here if you’re stoned.

We grabbed sandwiches here on our last trip to Cleveland. Mr. Hero seems to be a northeast Ohio only chain.
The favorite heart-​glue meals here for me? The cheese steak sandwich, dripping with cheese, sauteed onions and mushrooms falling off in every direction.
Even better? The romanburger. Yes, the romanburger… so named because it singlehandedly caused the blockage of ancient Rome’s major arteries.
A hoagie roll with burgers cooked with Italian seasoning laid out on it, topped with fried salami and other lunch meat and cheese, then some grilled onions, lettuce, tomato and of course a healthy spread of mayonnaise. Delish.
And the preferred side? Waffle fries dipped in cheese sauce of course. My heart skips a beat just thinking about the romanburger.