Sometimes it’s good to be wrong. This is especially true when I taste something again for the first time and realize how much better it is than I remembered. I thought I knew from Philly cheesesteaks and recalled fondly of our local offerings over the years. That is, until I went to Calozzi’s Cheesesteaks(1146 Garnet Ave. Suite A) in Pacific Beach. I probably won’t eat another unless I’m in Philly or listening to the music from the blades of Al Calozzi’s two metal spatulas cutting, flipping and tossing the beef on his flattop.