Prepared to be frazzled, whipped into a froth, undies bundled, knickers knotted, I found Tyler Kord‘s A Super Upsetting Cookbook About Sandwiches to be pleasantly un-unpleasant. 
Moderately amusing mostly.
“Some good flavor profiles” said my friend Barbara, using an expression so fraught with marketing-speak that its utterance took me by surprise. She has a point though. 
Mr. Kord is a master of sandwiches in three d. Delicious, drippy and devourable. I know from No. 7 somewhat.
Seven questions:
1. Do we need this book?
2. Do we need it now?
3. Do we need any book about sandwiches?
4. Would anyone actually follow a recipe for a sandwich?
5. Broccoli. Does it belong in a sandwich?
6. Should anything be excluded from sandwichery?
7. Would someone please make me a sandwich? 
No. No. No. No. No. No. No. May. Be… Were there a book about sandwiches to guide them.
A Super Upsetting Book About Sandwiches looks super non-upsetting on the kitchen counter, which is why you need it. Put it there. Open. Put some food in your pantry and fridge. Sandwichy stuff. Ask for a sandwich. Appear upset. Get yourself a napkin. Sit. Do not get your undies in a bundle, your knickers in a twist or your froth whipped. Betting on someone taking the bait. If not, call Tyler Kord. He will thank you for the upset. 212-766-7648
Gotta run. Deadline to meet on my book about okra.
The Lunch Encounter 