These days, if you’re hungry and you’re not looking for a fancy sit down meal, it’s pretty easy to succumb to a fast food choice, or maybe a fast casual choice. Its taste will be predictable and there is something comforting about it. I’ve done it lots of times. It just isn’t adventurous.
On Friday, on the recommendation of a friend, I ventured somewhere I had never been before. I stopped at a restaurant that offered a variety of sandwiches. I could tell from the moment I walked in that this wouldn’t be a Subway clone. It was something totally different. It wasn’t beautiful, but I could tell that the people working there were passionate about what they were doing.
From the variety of burgers and sandwiches that included tongue and brain, I chose a more pedestrian chicken sandwich. When I caught sight of the size of the buns, I knew I would be full and have no need of any dessert. I also considered that maybe I wouldn’t finish it all. Had it been a weekday other than Friday, I would have considered saving half for lunch the next day.
I am not sure that the picture I took can convey how good my sandwich tasted. What I can tell you is that the bread had the right amount of outer crispiness and the inside had the right amount of soak up the sauce and toppings softness.
I was going to conclude the post right there, but I thought I had better explain that I managed to completely devour the sandwich. I wouldn’t want you to think I couldn’t hold my own in an all-you-can-eat situation. I should also tell you that I am going back to that restaurant….soon.