In grade school, you probably learned about pharaohs who were buried with treasure, clothing and furniture, the occasional pet. It's hard to know what you'll need when you cross into the great beyond -- and whether there will in fact be snacks. Well, a Pennsylvania man totally outdid all those ancient kings, when he made the ultimate commemoration to his love of bread and meat and cheese: By his request, he was buried with not one, but two Philly cheesesteaks.
Richard Lussi, a 76-year-old who recently died from heart complications, used to joke that he'd like to bring a Philly cheesesteak to the afterlife -- without onions because they'd come back to haunt him, his grandson told Philly.com. Not any old cheesesteak would do, though. He specifically loved Pat’s King of Steaks, which he'd first eaten before a Phillies game decades ago. The shop was over a two-hour drive from where he lived, so he'd often dare his children to make the drive and pick them up at family gatherings.