‘Sandwiches’


At Home at Victor’s Meats & Delicatessen

January 25th, 2012 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

Meatwich!

I must confess that I have lived quite literally two minutes (by foot) from Victor’s Meats & Delicatessen for the past six months, yet had not once set foot in the place until this past weekend.  “Why?” you ask.  Well, the answer isn’t simple.  It’s also not difficult, because there is no answer save for my foolishness.  And it is pure foolishness because Victor’s is a dream come true.

While part of the place is straight-up butcher, Victor’s also serves up sandwiches and assorted pre-cooked foods and salads and such.  I was in for a sandwich, but I got more than I expected. Continue Reading»


Found at Lost Dog Cafe

November 30th, 2011 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

Mmm cheesy.

Out in Arlington, Virginia, a friend brought us to a restaurant called Lost Dog Cafe.  Knowing quite literally nothing about the place beforehand, I was happy to see that it not only had a huge selection of beers, but also a vast selection of sandwiches and pizzas.  And I do mean huge.  The sandwich list had 53 options, and that doesn’t include the “Create Your Own Sandwich” section.  Not only that, these were some pretty creative sandwiches and not just your simple pastrami and turkey.  After a long deliberation and just a quick peak at the pizza menu, I settled upon a sandwich that I hoped would be worthy of an unvegan like myself. Continue Reading»


Growing Up at Bottle Rock

November 23rd, 2011 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

Bottle Rock my socks off.

Right around when I first moved to LA, essentially broke, I made a trip to Bottle Rock.  Having little to no disposable income, I wrote the place off as overpriced and didn’t return until this past weekend.  What I found was a restaurant and wine bar that was not only well-priced, but also delicious.  Was I wrong the first time I went?  Have I become jaded by the prices of LA?  Did Bottle Rock simply change things up?  These answers may never be known, but what is known is my experience there.  Let’s start from the beginning. Continue Reading»


Heading for Philly at South Street

November 18th, 2011 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

Looks eerily like natto.

While LA may not have a signature food (the closest it gets is either Asian fusion or burgers), it has a hell of a lot of options for immigrants who miss the signature food of their homeland, be it Chicago Pizza or Detroit Coney Dogs.  The Philly Cheese Steak is no exception, with plenty of places offering their “authentic” version.  I don’t claim to be an expert on the cheese steak (only been to Philly once, during a massive blizzard), but the sandwich has always been a dear friend of mine.  After all, what can go wrong when meat and cheese mix?  Don’t answer that if you’re one of them Kosher people.  South Street in Burbank has been bringing Philly toLA for a few years, so I thought I would see how they measure up. Continue Reading»


Sausage-Free at Tony’s Deli

November 14th, 2011 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

And here, Tony makes a sandwich.

Out in the strange region of the Valley known as Toluca Lake is a decent selection of restaurants for working-class folk like myself.  Filling the role of Italian Deli is a place called Tony’s, which is a tiny little sandwich shop that also happens to offer a couple easy-to-serve-at-sandwich-shops-but-not-actual-sandwich items like lasagna.  Most of their sandwiches come with an array of unvegan horrors like lettuce, tomato, pickles and onions, but one did not.  This was the way of the unvegan. Continue Reading»


Breaking the Fast at Greenblatt’s

October 12th, 2011 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

Damn you, pickle!

After a long day of repenting and fasting, I needed a good Jewish meal to remind my body and mind what eating felt like.  Since we were attending a comedy show later that night at The Laugh Factory, we decided to go to an ancient little deli next door called Greenblatt’s.  And when I say ancient, I meant it’s been there since 1926.  That means when my grandma was living in LA in the late ’40s, it was already old and she remembers its existence.  To survive for 85 years anywhere, let a lone a big city where change is the only contant is quite impressive.  I was eager to find out what kept Greenblatt’s ticking and to satiate my fully empty stomach. Continue Reading»


Bewitched by ‘Wichcraft

October 7th, 2011 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

Is this bewitching enough for you?

In the depths of the MGM Grand in Las Vegas, there is a multitude of fancy restaurants just waiting for the eating.  But wanting to get on the road and needing a quick bite, we made our way to a sandwich shop called ‘wichcraft.  I liked the nice little pun they used there, and also thought it might be a Tom Colicchio restaurant because of the “craft” used in the name (I later confirmed this, but I must confess I didn’t know who Tom Colicchio was until a few minutes before settling on ‘wichcraft). Continue Reading»


Missing Meat at The Parlor

September 26th, 2011 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

All looks well on the surface.

As a Michigan football fan, it is often difficult to pull myself out of bed and get to a bar for those awesome 9 am games (12 pm for those in Eastern Time).  Thus, if I am going to a bar and not watching the game in the comfort of my abode, food is key.  Now, I am a big fan of bar food, but it is the rare bar that has delicious breakfast.  This week, the bar of choice was The Parlor on Melrose and my number one hope was that Michigan would destroy San Diego State and my number two hope was for some delicious breakfast.  I can tell you now that I got at least one of those (spoiler alert:  Michigan was a victor). Continue Reading»


Hop to, Choppe Choppe

September 14th, 2011 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

Apples make the world go round.

Despite the insane amount of times I have eaten in downtown Culver City, a few restaurants have still managed to elude me.  And I do mean a few.  Choppe Choppe is one of these restaurants.  Now I can proudly say that I have, in fact, eaten their food, but I can still say that the restaurant has eluded me.  Oh, the twists and turns of life when your girlfriend picks up food for you.  Now, I may not know the full extent of the menu, so I can’t comment on options, but she sure does know me and picked me out something to fit perfectly into my unvegan diet. Continue Reading»


Feeling French with Monsieur Marcel

September 13th, 2011 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

An extreme grilled cheese.

Situated somewhere in the middle of 3rd Street Promenade in Santa Monica is a place called Monsieur Marcel.  It’s easy to miss if you aren’t looking, and in the countless times I have been there I had never seen it myself, at least until I was looking out specifically for it.  Based on the name, you would expect Monsieur Marcel to be French, and you would be right.  The menu is populated with unpronounceable dishes, but fortunately they also come with English descriptions. Continue Reading»


Beer Me Some Breckenridge Agave Wheat

The taste of skiing?

Colorado is definitely a beer state, and not just because Coors comes from the Rocky Mountain State.  No, it is also home to New Belgium (of Fat Tire fame) and seemingly countless other micro and craft breweries.  While in Breckenridge for a ski weekend, I decided I had to at least try one of these, and because it turned out to be the only one available at dinner, my choice happened to come from the creatively named Breckenridge Brewery.  The brewery, by the way, is actually no longer in Breckenridge, having expanded and moved to Denver in 1992.

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