Guess where we went this weekend? The only sandwich shop in town with a vegetable garden, neon green picnic tables and an airstream parked out back in case the cook needs to make a quick getaway. Yep, Fozzie’s. My go-to is the “pretzel” with parmesan ranch chips. But my husband would argue the Philly cheese steak is where it’s at. Top the whole meal off with a milkshake and there’s no need for dinner.
