Philly Cheese Steak Crescent Ring

A crowd-pleasing twist on the classic sandwich—wrapped in golden crescent dough and bursting with savory steak, peppers, and melty provolone.

🛒 Ingredients

Ingredient Amount
Olive oil 1 tbsp
Onion (medium, thinly sliced) 1
Green bell pepper (thinly sliced) 1
Red bell pepper (thinly sliced) 1
Beef steak strips 1 lb
Salt & black pepper To taste
Garlic powder 1 tsp
Worcestershire sauce 1 tsp
Provolone cheese (grated) 1 cup
Crescent roll dough 2 boxes
Fresh parsley (for garnish) Optional

👨‍🍳 Instructions

  1. Prep the oven
    Preheat to 375°F (190°C). Line a baking sheet with parchment paper for easy cleanup.
  2. Sauté the veggies
    In a large skillet over medium heat, warm the olive oil. Add sliced onion and both bell peppers. Cook for 5–7 minutes until soft and lightly caramelized.
  3. Cook the steak
    Push the veggies to one side of the skillet. Add steak strips to the empty space, seasoning with salt, pepper, and garlic powder. Sear for 3–5 minutes until browned and cooked through. Stir in Worcestershire sauce and combine with the vegetables.
  4. Build the ring
    On the prepared baking sheet, arrange crescent roll triangles in a circle, overlapping the wide ends to form a ring with the points facing outward.
  5. Fill and fold
    Spoon the steak mixture evenly around the wide ends of the dough. Sprinkle generously with provolone cheese. Fold the pointed ends over the filling and tuck them underneath to seal the ring.
  6. Bake to perfection
    Bake for 20–25 minutes until the dough is golden brown and cooked through.
  7. Garnish & serve
    Sprinkle with fresh parsley, slice into portions, and serve warm. Perfect for game day, gatherings, or a cozy night in.
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