The preeminent sandwich of my lifetime, could be found just three
blocks from my parents' house. Several years ago the sub-shop
inexplicably shutdown. I was devastated.
I roamed the San
Fernando Valley in search of something that could take it's place. I'd
find the right pickles (chopped dill), but the seasoning would be off.
I'd find the right seasoning, but the bread would be off (thick sesame
roll.)
I found good sandwiches, but never my sandwich. In high school I introduced a friend, to the sandwich. He shared the
same yearning for Turkey Breast, Pickles, Onions, Provolone, Oil, Salt
& Pepper (hold the Tomatoes.)
Using "Web 2.0 skills" he asked if anyone knew where to find a spot-on
replica of this sandwich.
Within an hour, he got a response. A user claimed that the sandwich existed somewhere in the depths of the West Valley.
Skepticism arose from deep inside my belly.