“It’s purty gol dinged good fer these parts,” says Malcolm Riviera, my main sandwich man in them parts.
I would venture a guess it’s purty gol danged good fer anywheres. The 
menu 
is an arcade 
of current appetite 
flippers, pinballing 
around striking points 
and bumping trendy 
culinary hotspots 
worldwide.
You are here.
Posted in HIckory, North Carolina, Sandwich Joints
Tagged Colin Makin, Hatch, Hatch Sandwich Bar, Malcolm RIviera, Zach Harkins
The Southern Foodways Alliance, a hallowed outfit in this household, produces – on paper and electronically – a quarterly newsletter, Gravy, read with relish by me religiously. Neither precious, nor breathless, nor kitschy, Gravy tells stories that orbit around food, a path that connects us all, rather than creating hierarchy, competition or status.
Recently featured Neal’s Deli in Carrboro, NC, is a hop, skip and jump from Chapel Hill, a straight shot down 85 from DC, a drive just long enough to let a full-court-press appetite develop.
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