Grilled Panini, Cioffi, Burnaby

In my persistent hunt for a good Italian sandwich in Vancouver, I was repeatedly referred to Cioffi's, which lies just outside of Vancouver boundary, literally on the otherside of Boundary Road in Burnaby. By and by, I ended up having my last sandwich in Vancouver in a moving van, helping another friend move (albeit move furniture from my home to hers), and we ended up driving up Burnaby Mountain to drop off one of the handy movers. On the way, with empty bellies and a sofa bed safely tucked away, I ran into Cioffi's for three sandwiches and san pellegrinos while they maneuvered the cube van in the hostile parking lot.

For some reason, I thought I was getting a big hoagie style sandwich, and not a grilled panini, but that's all they were offering. With a few premade numbers and fresh grilled, I perused the aisles of oils and dry goods and meat and cheese selections, and was largely non plussed. There is a more than decent selection, but I'm glad I didn't make this a destination trip.

Eating our sandwiches in the van, the selection of meats (capicolli, mortadello) and fresh lettuce and tomato was just fine, but nothing too special. If this panini is what Vancouver had to offer as one of its secret gems, I affirm that I made a good life decision.

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