I literally have the t-shirt to prove it.

I am a sandwich fa-reak and one of the few things I do not like about living in Los Angeles is that there are few and far between places for me to get my sammy on. So far, my local fave is the ACS at Auntie Em’s. It’s the avo, cucumber and sprouts sandwich and it also has gruyere cheese on it. They give you a side of spicy pickles too. Last time I was there, they were out of the pickles and although I tried hard, it did effect my experience. Anyway, at 8+ bucks a sandwich, I don’t indulge too often.

I know that many people who have lived here quite awhile swear by Phillipe’s. I have to say in a pinch, it’s fine, but it does not rock my world by any means. Sure you have the history (it’s one of the oldest restaurants in So Cal and it’s the birthplace of the French Dip). And for the price, it’s a steal. But, I’m just not a big enough fan of the French Dip for all of that to matter.

Brian likes Bay Cities Deli in Santa Monica but it’s so damn far, it’s been forever since we’ve been. I can’t even remember what it tastes like.

As far as other cities go, Compagno’s in Monterey, Molinari’s or Yellow Submarine (if you like it messy) in SF, Thundercloud in Austin and pretty much any corner store in NY. I don’t know how they do it, but even the most clueless looking clerk in the crummiest looking mini mart in NY can nail together the best damn sandwich you’ve ever had and for cheap considering the real estate.

In my neighborhood everyone swears by Galco’s and although they have every soda ever known to man, I can make that sandwich at home and the bread will be fresher.

I guess that’s the problem, I was a professional sandwich maker for almost three years. There is an art to a good sandwich. I had the onion tears and the cuts on my hands with tomato juice running in them, to prove it.

Also, I may or may not own this t-shirt.

Are you kidding? I totally own this shirt.