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America's best sandwiches
The Best Sandwiches in America
Unranked, unimpeachable, and incomplete, Esquire’s coast-to-coast list of the finest meals on sliced bread. No burgers allowed. Jimmy’s Favorite Jimmy and Drew’s 28th Street Deli, Boulder, Colorado Never mind that Jimmy and Drew left Chicago to sell meat in a vegan stronghold: They survive because they make everything in-house. They thrive because Jimmy’s namesake Reuben swaps pedestrian rye (meh, it’s just a meat vessel) for schmaltz-fried latkes the size of your hubcaps. (2855 Twenty-eighth Street; 303-447-3354) Porchetta Salumi, Seattle The daily fresh-pulled mozzarella runs out before the line of customers at Salumi, started by Armandino Batali (Mario’s dad). Don’t let the curing bats of fennel-studded finocchiona dangling from meat hooks distract: You want the porchetta -- braised-until-melting pork shoulder with peppers, carrots, and onions on a stout roll to soak up the profligate juices. (309 Third Avenue South; 206-621-8772) Cuban Meat Sandwich Paseo, Seattle No place in Seattle could care less whether you come in than Paseo. The shoe-box shack has no sign, takes no credit. Has so few seats that devotees eat outside on the trunks of their cars. What keeps them returning? The milagro that is the Cuban meat sandwich: marinated, slow-cooked pork ganged into a baguette slathered with garlicky mayonnaise, then mounded again with cilantro, jalapeños, and fat O’s of caramelized onions. Seattle’s a long way from Cuba, but this sandwich erases every mile. (4225 Fremont Avenue North; 206-545-7440) Bánh Mì Saigon Sandwich Shop, San Francisco A culinary legacy of imperialism: French baguette and Vietnamese barbecued pork, sprinkled with shredded carrots, onions, jalapeños, and cilantro. (560 Larkin Street; 415-474-5698) Reggie Deluxe Pine State Biscuits, Portland, Oregon A hangover cure found only at Portland’s Farmers Market (for now): fried chicken, bacon, cheddar, gravy, and an over-easy egg on a cream-top buttermilk biscuit still hot from the outdoor oven. (South Park Blocks, SW Harrison and Montgomery; Saturdays) Trailer Park Monte Cristo Beachland Ballroom, Cleveland Bobbing in a sea of Blue Ribbon, battered by gale-force amps, you need something solid to hold on to -- and hold down. So: Dip a peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwich in pancake batter, dunk it in a deep fryer, and dust it with powdered sugar. Voilà: Bar eats supreme. The crisp, cakey crust conceals a molten heart as sweet as Cleveland’s own. (15711 Waterloo Road; 216-383-1124) Monte Cristo Canter’s Deli, Los Angeles Popularized in the ‘60s at the restaurant inside Disneyland’s Pirates of the Caribbean ride, the Monte Cristo is bread, turkey, ham, and Swiss dipped in batter and grilled like French toast. The Canter’s version is a sweet, meaty sponge sprinkled with powdered sugar and served with strawberry jam. (419 North Fairfax Avenue; 323-651-2030) Club Sandwich Restaurant Guy Savoy Two tiny triangles of toasted country bread and two disks of creamy foie gras transformed by Gallic culinary voodoo into a bite-sized treatise on opposites -- simple versus complex, earthy versus rarefied -- all of it gone too soon, in the melancholy French manner. (3570 Las Vegas Boulevard South; 702-731-7731) The Tyler Cheese ‘N Stuff, Phoenix It began in the days before the belly and the beer that made it, when I was a high school wrestler. My prize for making weight was two hours to ingest as much as I could before getting my ass kicked. I found Cheese ‘n Stuff, which stood out not just because it was old and weathered in new, prefab Phoenix but because it had all these weird foods -- pickled things, things in aluminum tubes, headcheese. A father and son -- Stan Zawatski, middle-aged, and Emil, his father -- were behind the counter. This was my creation: a hoagie roll, split wide and topped with Boar’s Head turkey, Muenster, and lettuce, dressed with ribbons of tomato and hot peppers, deli mustard for zing, avocado for lubrication. I ate it at the gym before my match. Then again before my next. I went the week after that, twice. Then I quit wrestling, and on good weeks had it every other day. I ate it before the first concert I drove to with friends, and on graduation day. After a few months, I didn’t have to order anymore. Just enter and smile, a nod between priest and supplicant. Or call first, get Stan’s daughter on the phone -- ”Tell your dad Tyler’s coming in, okay?” (5042 North Central Avenue; 602-266-3636) --Tyler Cabot Cochon de Lait Po’Boy Walker’s Bar-B-Que, New Orleans For years, this sandwich -- twelve-hour-hickory-roasted suckling pig, topped with creamy Cajun mustard slaw -- was available only at Jazz Fest. Now there’s a shop, where the cult of the cochon can worship year-round. But you can still get it at Jazz Fest. (10828 Hayne Boulevard; 504-241-8227) Torta de Milanesa Las Nueva, Los Angeles A neon crown hangs in the doorway of the East L. A. institution that serves the king of the spicy torta, or Mexican sandwich: breaded carne asada, cheese, avocado, and jalapeños on a toasted roll glistening with grease. Dip it in one of the homemade salsas. (3701 East First Street; 323-264-0678) Italian Beef Al’s #1 Italian Beef, Chicago The stockyard special: thinly sliced beef on bread from the 122-year-old Gonella bakery, enhanced by giardiniera, a fermented vegetable relish made with hot peppers and celery. You could buy the ingredients and study the method, but it ain’t gonna taste like Al’s. (1079 West Taylor Street; 312-226-4017) Jibarito Borinquen, Chicago At first it looks like any sandwich: bread, mayo, meat, iceberg lettuce, tomato. But the “bread” is actually twice-fried green plantains (sliced and pressed into rectangles and brushed with garlic and oil), and the meat is traditional Latino (slow-cooked pork; chopped skin-on fried chicken). An American sandwich with Puerto Rican roots. (1720 California Avenue; 773-227-6038) McRib McDonald’s, Multiple Locations The pickles slay me. The other components of the McRib -- sauce, meat, onions, bun -- are straight outta barbecue antiquity. But the pickles are an unexpected wacko touch. Is that how they do it in . . . what, Kansas City? Because I grew up an active citizen of fast-food nation, this is what my palate has been calibrated to want: the overdetermined tang of the sauce, meat that tastes slightly of the mixing vat, the grace note of those pickles. I look forward to its occasional rerelease, because however artificial, it tastes like the real thing to me. --Scott Dickensheets Grilled Cheese Café Muse, Royal Oak, Michigan Grilled cheese: Wonder bread, Velveeta, and a clothes iron. Or: Havarti, for creaminess. Mozzarella for gooeyness. Fontina for bite. Honey to linger on the tongue, paired with the sharp anise nip of fresh basil and the sweet tang of grilled tomato. (317 South Washington Avenue; 248-544-4749) Lisa C’s Boisterous Brisket Zingerman’s, Ann Arbor, Michigan Gold Angus-beef brisket, dry-rubbed with sea salt, pungent Tellicherry black pepper, garlic, and marjoram, is left to sit in a mixture of butter-sautéed onions, caramelly demerara sugar, ketchup, molasses, garlic, and cayenne. Later it’s hand-pulled and layered into a bun that’s basically challah baked in hot-dog-roll form. On the side you get molasses-baked beans with applewood-smoked bacon, best added to the sandwich. (422 Detroit Street; 734-663-3354) Sweet Coppa with Hot Peppers and Rucola ‘Ino, New York City ‘Ino is short for panino -- in this case, an artful little Italian sandwich pressed flat. The bread comes from a bakery across the street, and the combinations inside come from a wild imagination. Sweet cured ham stands up to the fiery peppers -- pop the sugary roasted garlic cloves on the side to extinguish the flames. (21 Bedford Street; 212-989-5769) Corned Beef Slyman’s, Cleveland Bernie Kosar jerseys outnumber the business suits, but just barely. The corned beef is why you go: a softball-sized lump of lean the color of a Great Lakes sunset, kissed with fat and slow-cooked to succulence, then nestled between clouds of fresh bread. (3106 St. Clair Avenue; 216-621-3760) Polish Boy Freddie’s Rib House, Cleveland Soul on white. A pipe’s length of kielbasa is wrapped in a bun and mounded with french fries, then dressed with coleslaw and barbecue sauce. Ignore any toxic runoff: Locals consider cuff stains a red badge of courage. The genteel can request a fork, because, yo, every circus needs a clown. (1431 St. Clair Avenue; 216-575-1750) Chicken Sandwich Chick-Fil-A, Multiple Locations You can get a chicken sandwich anywhere, which may explain your low expectations. Boneless breast. Bun. Blah. But down south, there lives an eye-opener. A come-to-Jesus sandwich. The Chick-fil-A. Seasoned, breaded breast served on a toasted buttered bun with dill-pickle slices. No mayo. No sauce at all. Deceptively simple, yet transcendent. The hook is the breading: spicy, with an intoxicating crunch. The meat is always juicy, never chewy. The bun is like lingerie -- there, but not, providing delicious support without obscuring the main flavor. The first bite changes everything you think you know about chicken. And about the need for condiments. --Allison Glock Chopped Pork Allen & Son Barbeque, Chapel Hill, North Carolina Famous among the vinegar-based smoke pits of North Carolina for its tart, smoky sandwiches. The owner, Keith Allen, still splits his own hickory in the backyard, fueling the fires that cook your meat. (6203 Millhouse Road; 919-942-7576) Ferdi’s Special Mother’s Restaurant, New Orleans At Mother’s, a downtown refuge for the workingman (and tourists), they’ve been serving all kinds of meat since 1938. The Ferdi, a kind of compilation po’boy, has the greatest hits: tender baked ham, roast beef, and “debris,” the gorgeous, grease-darkened bits of meat that fall into the pan during roasting. Shredded cabbage and Creole mustard mix with the juices to create an alchemy from above. (401 Poydras Street; 504-523-9656) Cubano Latin America Cafeteria, Miami Little Havana’s specialty, an eight-inch roll wet with butter, plus sugar-cured bolo ham, lechÛn asado (slow-roasted marinated pork), Swiss cheese, and pickle, toasted in a plancha (press). The later the hour, the better it tastes. (9796 Coral Way; 305-663-2600) Seafood Salad La Sandwicherie, Miami Beach Go with the French bread, not the croissant -- it’s appropriately crusty and soft in the middle. And get it to stay -- the seating is outdoors, and the seafood salad (jumbo lump crab, shrimp) goes well with the salty air. (229 Fourteenth Street; 305-532-8934) Roast Pork with Provolone John’s Roast Pork, Philadelphia Although the area looks like a good place to dump a body, when John’s opened in 1930 the shipyards were bustling, and the place still keeps day-laborer’s hours: 6:45 a.m. to 3:00 p.m. The cheesesteak is the best in town, but your first time, get Philadelphia’s sleeper signature sandwich, the roast pork with shards of provolone. Only the large size comes on a seeded roll from Carangi Bakery, the perfect texture to absorb the juices without falling apart. The meat and cheese meld together while retaining flavor and texture -- molecular gastronomy at its finest. (14 East Snyder Avenue; 215-463-1951) --Francine Maroukian Chicken Cutlet Shank’s & Evelyn’s Luncheonette, South Philadelphia You don’t need a hangover to appreciate the chicken cutlet with broccoli rabe and provolone at Shank’s & Evelyn’s. But with a little planning, you can acquire one and come to know the best morning-after sandwich in the world. And no matter how many times I tell myself that I’m too damn old for this kind of excess, the side of head-clearing long hots -- peppers eaten straight (vodka hangover) or jammed into the sandwich (bourbon) -- remind me that there’s no satisfaction in playing it safe. (932 South Tenth Street; 215-629-1093) --F. M. Ham and Cheese Primanti Bros., Pittsburgh A relic of Pittsburgh’s steel days, this sandwich was made for steelworkers who had to eat fast. Everything that typically comes with a sandwich comes on it: meat cooked hot, bacon, tomato, provolone, pickles, slaw, an egg for fifty cents extra, even fries. Shove it in your lunch box. (46 Eighteenth Street; 412-263-2142) Pork Roll, Egg, and Cheese Brennan’s Deli, Rumson, New Jersey Fancier places around the Garden State call it Taylor ham, but to the hungry, hungover Jersey masses, the salamilike breakfast meat is pork roll. Fry it up in bacon fat and serve it on a kaiser roll with a fried egg and a slice of American cheese, or ask the good men of Brennan’s to do it for you. It’s the only way to start a bad day. (44 West River Road; 732-530-0302) Tuna Niçoise Bouchon Bakery, New York City Looks like a regular tuna sandwich, except the bread is crusty and minutes old. The tuna comes with capers instead of celery, aioli on top of mayo, and cornichons instead of a pickle. Plus tarragon and sliced soft-cooked egg. It’s mundane. It’s exhilarating. It’s the best tuna sandwich we’ve ever eaten. (10 Columbus Circle; 212-823-9366) Pastrami on Rye Katz’s, New York City You know Katz’s. You know the scene in When Harry Met Sally. The orgasm. And if you’ve been there, you know she wasn’t faking it -- the fatty, thick-cut pastrami on rye is that good. Better with a smear of mustard. (205 East Houston Street; 212-254-2246) Three-Terrine Bánh Mì Momofuku Ssäm You’d never stand at a Plexiglas counter and tell the guy to top your crusty bread with chicken liver, ham terrine, and you know what, throw on some scraps of veal face. Just order this sickly delicious bánh mì and, without thinking too much, enjoy the crisp, earthy texture of...that delicious stuff between the bread. (207 Second Avenue; 212-254-3500) Fried Cod Cove Fish Market, Stonington, Connecticut When a fish starts its morning in the ocean and ends up in a deep-fryer that afternoon, the result is reliably tasty. The Cove has been proving this for four decades, turning out some of the best no-frills fish sandwiches on the Eastern Seaboard. (20 Old Stonington Road; 860-536-0061) The Bomb Sal, Kris, and Charlie Deli, Queens, New York The Sandwich Kings of Astoria stick to a simple formula: Use great ingredients and a lot of them. Know what you want to order when it’s your turn and you’ll have a great experience -- that’ll be the Bomb, an Italian with nine kinds of meat. (33-12 Twenty-third Avenue; 718-278-9240) Hot Lobster Roll Abbot’s Lobster in the Rough, Noank, Connecticut The best way to get to Abbott’s is by boat -- float in, tie up, and order the classic, made with a quarter pound of meat, melted butter, and not a drop of mayo. Get a table out on the dock. (117 Pearl Street; 860-536-7719) Maple-Barbecue Pulled Pork Vermont Country Deli, Brattleboro, Vermont Bunch of northerners making pulled pork? Damn straight. Two words: Maple. Syrup. (436 Western Avenue; 802-257-9254) Grilled Lobster and Cheese Restaurant Bricco, West Hartford, Connecticut Generous clumps of fresh lobster tossed in a net of stringy, buttery Havarti and gently pressed between grilled white toast. Wash it down with a glass of prosecco. You’ll feel like you’re celebrating. (78 LaSalle Road; 860-233-0220) Gyro East Side Pocket, Providence The sliced lamb gets a quick char while you pick out your toppings -- any or all from a list of ten: hot sauce, hummus, tabouleh, tahini, yogurt-cucumber sauce, various veggies. Thirty seconds and six bucks later, you’re eating the best Syrian street food outside Damascus. (278 Thayer Street; 401-453-1100) Lamb Sirloin Matt Murphy’s Brookline, Massachusetts In a land teeming with trite Irish pubs, Matt Murphy’s stands alone: no Gaelic street signs, no U2 poster, no “Molly Bloom Mozzarella Stix.” But this hits you like a Joycean epiphany: sirloin, cooked until it dissolves on the crusty potato bread, and pickles, daubed with sweet relish and a sauce bearing the faintest rumor of mint. (14 Harvard Street; 617-232-0188) Prosciutto and Asiago Little Notch Café, Southwest Harbor, Maine Let the others scarf lobster rolls. Up near Acadia National Park, where the crowds thin out, sharp Asiago and sweet prosciutto offer a different sort of local comfort. Grab one and catch the mail boat out to breathtaking Cranberry Island, where the crowds disappear into nothing. (340 Main Street; 207-244-3357) Other contributors: Matt Belloni, Jake Bogach, Maile Carpenter, Tom Colligan, Tim Heffernan, Buddy Kite, Brian Mockenhaupt, Jeff Ousborne, Mike Rosenwald, and Christopher Solomon. Link: http://www.esquire.com/features/food-drink/sandwiches So which one have you had? And do you think they belong on this list? Is there any place you'd like to recommend to your fellow TFPers in your area? I'm in the Seattle area and I have yet to try either of the two mentioned on this list. I just found out about Salumi a few days ago while browsing the 'net for some Salami in Seattle. They only open from 11 - 4 pm, Tues - Fri. Really odd hours. Supposedly, you have to go early if you don't want to wait in line. So this is one I'm gonna check out very soon. I'll be back to report if it's worth the hype. I also see mentioning of Banh Mi (Vietnamese sandwich) on the list. If any one is interested, try the Buu Dien deli on Jackson Street in the International District in down town Seattle, right across from the new New Hong Kong restaurant. Price: 2.25-2.50 per sandwich.
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02-17-2008, 02:37 PM | #2 (permalink) |
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Most any place in Jersey can make a good pork roll and egg sandwich, it's all in the rolls they use and if they use Taylor's (no self-respecting Jersey diner or deli would dare use any other brand, anyway).
Hickory House in Charlotte makes the best pulled pork. They also make such an awesome Brunswick stew that I buy a gallon of it to take back home. |
02-17-2008, 02:43 PM | #3 (permalink) |
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I haven't eaten any of those.
Not even the McRib or Chick-Fil-A. I'm not sure they belong on the list, but then again.. haven't tried any of the sandwiches on the list. I'm all for peanut butter and jelly. Mmm.
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02-17-2008, 02:46 PM | #4 (permalink) |
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The vortex in little five points in Atlanta has the best reuben sandwich I have had anywhere in the states
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02-17-2008, 03:06 PM | #6 (permalink) |
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Who is this Esquire compiler?
The Best Cuban Sandwich evarrrrrrrrrr!: M&M Laundry (a/k/a Sandy's and yes, it's in a laundromat) in Key West, FL, so says this gringa and quite a few genuine Cubans who've tried every spot in Southeast Florida. One of the few that I'd say "to die for". Corned beef makes me cry. Too Jay's here doesn't quite do it for me. I miss New York.
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02-17-2008, 03:07 PM | #7 (permalink) |
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Incidentally, the Vortex makes good food, period.
I'd put up a chili-cheeseburger "all the way with" from the Beacon in Spartanburg SC for those who love a good...oh, right. No burgers allowed. Well...people who like ketchup-based pork bbq swear by the Beacon's hash-a-plenty. For those near Columbia, S.C. - the Gourmet Shop (in 5 pts) has some of the best chicken salad known to mankind. Served on sourdough or croissant (my choices, although there are others) with a side of tomato-basil-feta pasta salad (again, my choice) it's one of the best sandwiches I've ever had. I won't get into bbq, at least not pulled pork...there's too many great places down here to mention. I will say the best I've ever had was made by a good friend of mine's uncle. I will say that pepper-vinegar is the way to go.
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02-17-2008, 03:11 PM | #8 (permalink) |
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God, I havent eaten at the Beacon in years.....I need to make sure to remember next time I go visit my grandmother...I practically lived at that place in the late 80's. My mama met my daddy there
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02-17-2008, 04:25 PM | #9 (permalink) |
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Salumi and Paseo in Seattle. Salumi is more than just the sandwiches. Check Anthony Bourdain's Seattle show. I used to live about a half mile from Paseo. It was a weekly necessity. Every visitor I had got a trip there. Great sandwiches, tiny place.
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02-17-2008, 05:11 PM | #11 (permalink) |
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Katz's... it's a wonderful pastrami. Tip the carver well, and you're already heavy plate will be heavier. Also, it's enough for 2 people, Skogafoss and I have been there and just split 1 sandwich.
I do recommend that if you live in or around NYC, to get there soon, rumors abound with the gentrification of the neighborhood that Katz's will close soon, and reopen once a new building is built. It just won't be the same, but I'm sure it will be similar. I'm also surprised that neither Pat's King of Steaks or Geno's makes the list in any form for the the philly cheese steak sandwhich and the mcrib gets a nod. I'd love to open a deli in Iceland.... i just dont' think that people would pay $25 for a corned beef on rye.
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02-17-2008, 05:13 PM | #13 (permalink) |
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Yeah. I'd say it's pretty common at these places. I remember 10 years ago, it used to cost a dollar a sandwich and they even give you one free if you buy five. I think some places still do that, but I don't know where. It costs like 50 cents to make a sandwich so...
Then again, Vietnamese food in general is pretty cheap. I hardly see any dish cost over 10 dollars. Even then, it has to be pretty special.
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02-19-2008, 11:35 AM | #15 (permalink) |
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my work has a fanfrickintastic Turkey sandwich...
It has the deli sliced turkey, its on whole wheat bread, cranberry sauce, walnut pesto, and some cheese. It gets grilled on the panini machine and comes with french fries. I tell customers it's thanksgiving in a sandwich. We have some other really cool sandwiches as well, but thats my favorite. Table 45.. Intercontinental Hotel Cleveland. www.tbl45.com
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02-19-2008, 05:02 PM | #16 (permalink) |
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Plain old burger at the Lincoln Cafe in Mt. Vernon, Iowa. I'm not a burger person, and i still liked it.
I hear raves about Redamax in New Buffalo, Michigan. Has anyone eaten there? Do they live up to their reputation? Last edited by guyy; 02-19-2008 at 05:08 PM.. |
02-20-2008, 01:29 AM | #17 (permalink) |
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any list of great sandwiches which includes the McRib and does not include a Central Grocery (NOLA) muffaletta is bullshit
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OH man, the Peruvian at Angie's Subs in Jacksonville Beach. That sauce.... oh, yum.
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