25 Mar Thu 2010
The Best Sandwich and other dreams come true
It's happened. I've eaten the best sandwich ever, and it didn't just seem that way because I was hungry. I wasn't even going to eat another lunch, actually. So here's what happened.
I went into San Francisco to meet with the guys who started Local: Mission Eatery, to see if they wanted to carry veggies from my CSA. Their place is awesome, by the way: clean, light, open -- and good smelling. They have a lending library of cookbooks, too. Totally cool. Anyway, the meeting went well. We're all on the same page, and I was going to leave, but something told me to wait. Step back. Eat a sandwich. So I ordered.
Luck Dog Steak Sandwich with roasted and pickled spring onions, arugula, and garlic confit. Oh. My. God. The meat was tender, cooked to rare perfection, yet a little crispy on the outside. The arugula spicy, the garlic like butter, the toasted bun so yum.... It was the perfect sandwich. Go and get one. Seriously.
In a little while I am going to have dinner.