Ol' Pop Pop Richard Lussi took some inspiration from the Anicent Egyptians when preparing for his untimely death. Pharoahs use to get buried with shit they might need in the afterlife... jewels, pets, slaves, food...
The 76-year-old requested he be buried with an iconic Philly cheesesteak.
The old fella frequently joked about wanting to have something to snack on in his afterlife. And on his last legs he requested a Philly Cheesesteak from a joint called Pat's.
I’m going to die one day and there’s no way I’m cutting all this good food out of my life,
Richard died on October 10th from heart complications, in Pennsylvania, so his son and grandson travelled two and a half hours to Pat’s King of Steaks in Philadelphia
and got two cheesesteaks for their Pop Pop.
Richard's son John told The Inquirer (a Philly news site) that his dad had been hitting Pat's for decades after falling in love with the place when he hit it up before a Phillie Game.
The grandson, Dominic, added “He’s always had a bad heart and doctors told him he had to watch what he ate, but he always said, ‘I’m going to die one day and there’s no way I’m cutting all this good food out of my life,’"
Fair call mate.
Wisely, they chose to add the cheesesteaks after the funeral ceremony, as the funeral director feared people would get peckish and take 'em.
Speaking of... feel a bit peckish now. Anyone up for a cheesesteak?