Decided, apropos of nothing, to go out to the local craft brewery for supper yesterday, and have a nice beer and the offerings from the food truck scheduled for that day. The truck was Williamsburg Cucina, offering NY Italian food, and I had their 'il Soprano' sandwich with a glass of the brewery's Märzen lager.
The sandwich is pastrami, chorizo, and Italian sausage with provolone and Peter Luger steak sauce, on a soft hoagie roll. Bacon and truffle oil were extras, so I said, "Why the fuck not?"
For some reason that I can't fathom, the pic is apparently upside down (it's right way up when I open it on my computer), but a zero-g sandwich would be perfect for a certain blue vixen.
EDIT: Hah! I has feexed it!
The sandwich is pastrami, chorizo, and Italian sausage with provolone and Peter Luger steak sauce, on a soft hoagie roll. Bacon and truffle oil were extras, so I said, "Why the fuck not?"
For some reason that I can't fathom, the pic is apparently upside down (it's right way up when I open it on my computer), but a zero-g sandwich would be perfect for a certain blue vixen.
EDIT: Hah! I has feexed it!
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Meat on meat with meat, eh?
The Earl of Sandwich invented his namesake food so that he could eat it one-handed and not have to stop playing cards. This thing here reminds me of what "Dominic's of NY" used to serve under the rubric of a Philly Cheese Steak Sub: A pile of wet meat with a bun buried somewhere underneath. It sparked lively debate over whether such a thing could really be considered a sandwich at all, since it could not be simply picked up and eaten (not without most of it winding up in your lap), amid general condemnation of the postmodern trend of taking what was meant to be convenience food and making it decidedly inconvenient.
The Earl of Sandwich invented his namesake food so that he could eat it one-handed and not have to stop playing cards. This thing here reminds me of what "Dominic's of NY" used to serve under the rubric of a Philly Cheese Steak Sub: A pile of wet meat with a bun buried somewhere underneath. It sparked lively debate over whether such a thing could really be considered a sandwich at all, since it could not be simply picked up and eaten (not without most of it winding up in your lap), amid general condemnation of the postmodern trend of taking what was meant to be convenience food and making it decidedly inconvenient.
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