Kim Chau Deli and Kingsway Deli, Vancouver

Anyone who reads this blog with minor frequency will now how much I, J.D. Salami, loves the Vietnamese sandwich. Vancouver is staggering with possibilities, and that doesn't even include the area soon to be known as "Little Saigon." I have heard mixed feelings about renaming the stretch of Kingsway as such, from various sides of the argument, but I personally dislike the idea, especially in Vancouver where Asians are the population majority but still seen as a minority invasion.

Anyhow, I found myself wandering around Kingsway today, and picked up a few offerings to compare and contrast.

On the left is Kim Chau's assorted deli meats. A short wait accompanied the sandwich as it went through the toaster (albeit, the entire sandwich went through rather than before the contents were put in). Coming in at $3 and the lengthiest offering yet to be found in this town.

On the right is Kingsway Deli's assorted coming in at just over $3. Shorter and stout, it was assembled awful fast, but the bread is a soft chewy texture.

There are no losers in this game, but a better comparison strategy is to compare the contents, which will reveal Kingsway Deli (on the right) offers twice as much per bite. However, I am a sucker for the crusty bread Kim Chau's offers.

Someone was telling me about a website of a someone in Scandinavia who ate a Vietnamese sandwich everyday for lunch and scanned it. I want to see this site. Please leave the address as a reply if you know what I'm talking about. (It's not Scanwiches, though there have been some gorgeous specimens on there.)

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