A Real Muffaleta, Sault Ste Marie, ON

Never until now had I experienced a real muffaleta sandwich. Made by my host Andrea's boyfriend, Erik, who I didn't get to meet, but who I will hold in high esteem for quite sometime, this rotund stacker had me salivating even after eating a Kokum bannock burger (which was awesome btw). I took a wedge back to the hotel with me, even if I was leaving the next morning and still had a box of salt and vinegar fried chicken wings from Kokum's. I ended staying up quite late, watching Die Hard as it repeated itself on cable tv, and by the middle of the second late night viewing, I was finishing up this beautiful monster. I dreamt about mortadella for weeks afterwards! At 2AM, the pickled vegetables were starting to sog through, and I am glad I did not take an extra wedge for the road as it would not have lasted, but the fine layers of meat, cheese, and veg on a whole loaf was truly inspirational. I will attempt to make my own muffaleta of this calibre when I regain my strength again, but for those curious, I ate the rest of those cold greasy wings in the airport lounge, which did not help regain my strength whatsover.

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Monty’s Bakehouse wrap, Air Canada

I’d rate this wrap as strange. Its packaging created expectations of a more appetizing experience, which it was not. After a vastly superior egg salad sandwich from London Heathrow, I could not greet this airplane freebie with serious interest, but at least it was hot, and at least I could review it for this blog. Steaming contents were oozy and largely undistinguishable, but suggested some kind of red pepper or sundried tomato origins.

Madrid Sandwich, Trans-Europe Cafe, Glasgow

Nestled in the heart of Merchant City, the Trans-Europe Cafe is a quiet little spot that boasts a selection of classic gourmet European sandwiches. Stopping in after a meeting a few doors down I felt I needed a pick-me up, and so I went with what I thought would be the spiciest, the Madrid: chorizo with pesto and mozzarella. The sandwich was all right, but not classic or gourmet, though perhaps relatively so to the aforementioned toasties. The flavour was arguably more Italian than Spanish, or worse, it was sort of American, as it was still a hoagie bun, just sliced diagonally and pressed. The accompanying sides of coleslaw, argula salad (which they listed as spinach), and salted crisps were a nice touch, as was my spiced apple tea. Taking a quick look over their menu , I would return to see what Zurich is all about.

Haloum Grille, Depanneur Le Pick Up, Montreal

A friend and I agreed the personality of the sandwich changes with each person who prepares it, and today we felt something was a little less than parfait with our Haloum Grille. Folks at Le Pick Up seemed stressed . The longest wait ever, and our lunches sat around too long. Temperature of the cheese is important to experiencing haloumi’s firm the texture and the release of its saltiness, and I prefer when it’s grilled directly before entering the sandwich. Creamy spicy slaw of red cabbage, carrot, and kale soothes the major crust burn associated with the crispy multigrain toast. Ideally it’s the bread that should be soft and the haloumi that gets to shine as the crispy grilled champ that it is. Nevertheless, we stayed for hours at the back picnic tables, chatted with the servers, overheard some drama about the evening closing procedure, broke a dish, and spilled a coffee. A good day.

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