Philly cheesesteaks are all the rage in Washington, D.C.

Washington, D.C., may be everyone’s other hometown, and as such, has limited indigenous food.

So like the U.S. Treasury, it borrows. (And just try to find a half-smoke anywhere else.)

But how to explain all the cheesesteak eateries that opened during the pandemic? Tim Carman, a Washington Post columnist, thinks it’s a comfort thing: “A cheesesteak is a big, messy mouthful, as familiar as griddled beef, as sweet as softened onions, and as soothing as a warm layer of Cheez Whiz,” he wrote in January. Eating one now feels like a visit from your best friend, the one who always knows the right thing to say, when you’re feeling down.”

Laura Hayes, the Philadelphia-born food editor of the Washington City Paper (and whose family has had Eagles season tickets since 1963), wrote an article last fall headlined, “A City That Supposedly Hates Philadelphia Now Has Three Cheesesteak Ghost Restaurants.” And then a fourth spot opened.

It’s a cliché but accurate to say that the Philly cheesesteak is on a roll in the nation’s capital.

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Some of the outlets tout Philadelphia cred. Ghostburger, working out of Espita, has four Philly ties, as Carman pointed out: owners Josh and Kelly Phillips, chef Robert Aikens (married to Josh Phillips’ sister Rachel), and chef de cuisine Ben Tenner all have lived or worked in the 215. (The English-born Aikens opened The Dandelion in Rittenhouse for Stephen Starr, and was most recently in New York City for Starr at Pastis and Veronika.)

Ghostburger imports rolls from Sarcone’s Bakery of South Philadelphia and gets its shaved rib-eye from North Jersey supplier Pat LaFrieda. Then things get really cheffy. Aikens toasts the roll on the plancha while onions are cooked down in oil with sherry vinegar. His cheese sauce has white Cheddar as its base. There’s even a swipe of garlic mayo. “Their next-generation cheesesteak is a thing of beauty,” wrote Carman, who for the record, grew up in Omaha, Neb.

Philly-bred James Gee, chef at I’m Eddie Cano, is the namesake of Jimmy’s Philly Steaks. “It’s just the kind of sandwich you might find at similarly named Jim’s on South Street in Philadelphia,” Hayes wrote. Carman, however, deemed the sandwich, on Amoroso’s rolls, “only passable, its ‘Chedda wiz’ a touch too sharp and floury for my tastes.”

The cheesesteak at Satellite Sandwiches (run out of Astro Doughnuts & Fried Chicken) was “flavorful but dry,” Carman wrote. Hayes dissed its cheese option of smoked Gouda.

Carman discovered Fedwich, a pop-up collaboration between Federalist Pig and Kramers, the bookstore, and touted it as “cheesesteak on steroids” for Rob Sonderman’s cherry pepper relish that plays off a cheese sauce incorporating Cheddar and Monterey Jack. It’s served with onions on a grilled baguette.

Both writers acknowledge longtime District cheesesteak outlets such as Bub & Pop’s and Grazie Grazie. Hayes mentioned Boundary Stone and the meat-free variations at Oyster Oyster and HipCityVeg. Carman grooved on the Korean-influenced “bulgogi hoagie” from CHIKO with marinated bulgogi meat, caramelized onions, and “kimcheese whiz,” plus a birria cheesesteak from the Brentwood location of Little Minor Taco. Hayes likes that one, too, and recommends that to visiting friends.

“While the new kids on the block were fun to try, the best-cheesesteak-in-D.C. trophy still belongs to Bub & Pop’s,” Hayes told me, adding that mother-and-son Philly expats Arlene Wagner and Jon Taub “have the biggest hearts and the food to back it up. … Bub & Pop’s keeps it simple with mild provolone and sautéed onions.”

And we always thought that Washington was best known for pork.