Marvelous sandwich feature by Sam Sifton in the New York Times, April 14, 2015, a story that makes me crazy to jump in the car. The days are long and hot, ripe for a sandwich safari.
Mine will be mostly close to home this summer, but (I comfort myself) not to worry, sandwich evolution is just that, an evolution. For all that is seemingly missed – FOMO alert! – there is an equal accumulation of newly emerged and newly born classics.
Any summer will do, any locale, near or far. As much as it seems the world has all been discovered, it has not! Do not despair (I comfort myself), each day and sandwich is new. Seek no further than the fridge, the garden or the strip mall. Eyes peeled.
Sandwiches like the sloppy Joe exist all across the United States — local heroes that defy easy categorization, from the expanse of Indiana’s deep-fried pork tenderloin sandwich to the crusty bite of Baltimore pit beef.
The Lunch Encounter 