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Egg Salad, Tate Modern Café



I’m not sure how my love of the British egg salad sandwich began, but it’s my go-to choice when visiting. There are some clear right and wrong preparations of this favorite, also common during catered lunches and funerals.

After unwrapping the cello package, I fear my choice of gluten-free bread will doom this version. Soon though, I am waxing on the merits of the sandwich and my museum-going companion has asked for a bite, promptly commandeering half of the sandwich as we become distracted by the excellence of watercress. It is simply the only correct garnish here. Large chunks of celery and green onion are not, and they are thankfully included in a balanced proportion in Tate Modern’s version. We approvethough the salt and pepper needed a boost.

After busily scooting around to choice artworks on floor two and three, we take another break, and guiltily scoff down a second. For round two we decide to give the gluten-free bread a pass and opt for what seems to be 60% whole wheat instead. Surprise, the earlier bread-regret was unfounded as the whole wheat is not superior in flavor or texture. Regardless, we still approve and after the egg salad double-header at the Modern I will go on to sample (and review) three or four more versions, all while traveling. 



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