Having posted on the Primanti Brothers and their french fry filled insanity, I feel the need to represent the sandwich that lies closest to my heart. A sandwich I crave, would wait in traffic, or a ridiculously long line on a Saturday at lunchtime for. These are the kind of sandwiches people get homesick for after they leave LA. So- where does it come from? Bay Cities Deli... mmmmmmmmm... a Santa Monica institution.
Now, I could wax poetic about these sandwiches for quite some time, but I'll try to restrain myself. Basically, the excellence starts with really awesome ingredients (mmmm, pepper turkey and soft fresh muenster). Then, they add a bunch of mysterious stuff. I don't know what it is, exactly, which is why the only way for me to order it is with "the works". There is mustard. There is vinegar. There is some kind of crack-filled hot pepper salsa/relish stuff. It is a messy, messy situation. Fortunately, they know it. Therefore, they have encapsulated all of this goodness into this amazing crusty fresh bread. The bread might be a bit too tough for any other kind of sandwich, but for this, for this it is perfect. It is, I do believe, the best sandwich ever.
(disclaimer, this photo was blatantly stolen from my friend Valerie, who is one of those poor souls who, having moved away from LA, must pine for Bay Cities from afar).
1 comment:
I'm a huge sandwich afficianado too... those look GREAT! I had one of the best sandwiches ever in NYC at an old school deli near Ground Zero... the kind of place if you don't decide fast enough they yell at you! Scary, but delish!
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