Sandwiches I Will Like

Last night I caught most of a PBS documentary entitled Sandwiches You Will Like. Even if it didn't have the best title ever assigned to any piece of media, I still would have been entranced.

First, it made me realize how much CRAP we put on our sandwiches. I'm part of this terrible meat marginalization trend, slathering my Quizno's sandwiches with three kinds of sauces and onions and cheeses. But the sandwiches that looked best (and seemed to inspire the fiercest sandwich loyalty) were those that stuck to the basic formula of Giant Pieces of Delicious Meat plus Real Good Bread. Chipped ham! Beef on weck! Where did we lose our sandwich way? (I can't bring myself to get on board the "loose meat sandwich" bandwagon until they come up with a less disgusting name, though. LOOSE MEAT? Seriously?)

Second, I am not eating anything but sandwiches from now on. This will become much easier when I'm back in Philadelphia, as my home city had the lion's share of featured sandwiches on the show. But I'm hopeful--others have trod this path before me, and any plan of action in which the worst case scenario is "grilled cheese sandwich" is pretty much no-fail.