truths
I’d say I have a current issue with sandwiches, but it’s
really a long, long campaign in my head. It’s not really the sandwiches that
are the problem, it’s the makers. I think the two greatest sandwiches of all
time, in order, are the Reuben and egg salad. I haven’t had a good Rueben in
forever; I had a great egg salad sandwich in Indianapolis in November 2014.
There’s some debate on the origin of the Rueben, but I still
hold to the idea that it was first created Omaha (shout out!). Rueben: corned
beef, Swiss, sauerkraut, Russian dressing, rye bread. I’m guilty of ordering
the portobello Rueben, in hopes of just finding any Rueben worth its weight, and
have regretted it every single time. Generally, it wasn’t the mushroom-in-place-of-corned
beef thing, it was either the lack of quality of the remainder of ingredients,
or hateful construction ignorance. You cannot call anything a Reuben that doesn’t
have a good half inch of quality sauerkraut – the main issue that is most
likely to be missing. Actual construction is often pathetic and that combined
with some weak spread of ‘kraut damns these sandwiches to hell. Hell. If I get
up to no good this weekend I may finally gather the forces and do a proper
Reuben. Dare to dream.
