A question I find myself asking every day around the times of 1130AM-1PM...and then again around 430-7PM....and then again at 11PM-1AM.....
As I think back on all the sandwiches I've had over the years, I can't help but wonder how it all began. You'd think that my parents were fantastic sandwich makers, but no. I hated the sandwiches they packed in my elementary school lunches. I would say, I like ham and mayo, and then for six months, all I'd get was the same ham and mayo sandwich. Disregard that prior to that I said I liked Turkey, or swiss cheese. And then there's the even bigger question, why didn't I have the courage as a 7 year old to say, enough is enough! I'm sick of this ham and mayo sandwich!! I want to live large and try roast beef!!
I do remember the first sandwich that made me happy. It was from a sub shop in Arlington, VA called Little King. Man, I killed for those sandwiches. On a very lucky Saturday after a soccer game we would stop there, and I'd order my delicious treat. Fresh wheat bread, ham, shredded lettuce, tomato and extra mayonaise thank you very much, side of sour cream and onion chips with a sprite. Oh dear lord, that made me happy. Once after we played two soccer games in a row I lived large and ordered a footlong....man was I disappointed when I couldn't finish. it.
But now I'm older, perhaps wiser, and I've acquired the skill to finish a footlong in one sitting. You'd think by now I'd have found my Mr. Darcy Sandwich. Nope. Still looking, hoping that one day I will find that sandwich that brings me as much joy as Little King did.
On another note, you ever want a delicious sandwich in Arlington, VA. Go to the Italian Store. Holy God.
Alas now, I find myself single again. No Mr. Darcy in bread or human form. But, that doesn't matter. Everyone falls for Mr. Wickham, once, twice...sometimes six times. I once had a very wise ex-boyfriend say, How do you know your favorite sandwich is Peanut Butter & Jelly, if you haven't gone out and tried the other ones? Yes, he did use that exact sandwich metaphor. Yes, I was madly in love with him. And no, we didn't work out because I had the bright idea to go out and try other sandwiches. If only I could go back to my 17 year old self and say, STICK WITH PB & J. IT'S SIMPLE, DELICIOUS, AND ALWAYS GETS THE JOB DONE.
But now the quest continues for that perfect sandwich, which was the conundrum I found myself in last Sunday night.
A bit blue from yet another break up, I had little motivation to go out and get a sandwich. How can I make a perfect masterpiece come to me? The Bacon had no idea. Eat24.com had no idea. And I found myself about to resign to Thai food when it occurred to me. I'm not going to let another Mr. Wickham rob me of my dream! I still believe that my Mr. Darcy sandwich is out there, vegetarian, hopefully organic, and delicious. So I pulled up my bootstraps and ventured .25 miles down to Greenblatts.
Let's talk about Greenblatt's for a minute, because it's THE BOMB.
Greenblatt's has delicious sandwiches. Fact. Greenblatt's has delicious everything. Fact. Jewish people get it right with noms. Fact.
Seriously, anything you get at this place is to die for. I can only vouch for the vegetarian entre's, but from what I hear about the rest, it's fucking Bommbbbbb. Macaroni and Cheese, Matzo Ball soup, Cole Slaw, Potato Salad, Cobb Salad, Caesar Salad, Grilled Cheese, Lasagna, my mouth is salivating right now thinking of all the things I've eaten there. And of course, there's Mecca: The Potato Pancake.
Today I got the Avocado Special on sourdough. Avocado, Red Pepper, Lettuce, tomato, thousand Island dressing, throw that all together with a side of macaroni salad and make a lady say Mmmmmmm, I want to take you home. (which I did.)
I don't know what to say. This sandwich left me speechless. And that now brings me to a tough decision Where do I rank it? A bit pricey? yes. Worth it? Yes. Sides delicious? Yes. ...Friendly customer service? Yes. Parking? Yes. Oh god, can't I find a fault?
Fine.
Here's the ranking so far:
84 to go.
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