You Say Sandwich, We Say Yeah!

On a not so recent Suburban eating adventure, my hosts called ahead to Guru Lukshmi , a not so typical dosa place in Mississauga that was described to me as "a family run business that's been taken over by the first born who went to business school and is really into night clubs." Whether this is true or not, it felt true, so we will go with it. While I didn't manage to snap any shots of the decor, I will just tell you that it's amazing. Jam packed with families, first dates, and appetite, there was even an overflow waiting room in a nearby and defunct shawarma place in the same strip mall because who could compete? Guru Lukshmi is not messing around with getting people in, getting people fed, and getting people out. While we each had our own dosa, whose batter is by far (so far it's not even comparable) the best dosa batter I have ever had, we also all shared a Sandwich Uthapam, though really only two and a half of us ate...

Anyone who reads this blog knows that I am a lover of the Croque Monsieur. And yet, I rarely ever eat them. This is the first CM I have had in Toronto, and thank goodness I saved myself until now. Having only ever had beverages at Bivy, it never occurred to me that they had food options until I had a late afternoon meeting there and had not eaten lunch. While normally I would just get a soup, their option that day was tomato, and not trusting it to be a sweet and not sour tomato soup, I went full hog and ordered the Croque Monsieur. If it was bad, I was hungry enough that it did not matter. But no and behold, it was not bad looking, and not bad tasting either. While the bechamel was almost indiscernable in taste, but present in texture, everything else worked very well together to make this a warm, delectable treat. The bread was fresh and did not harden half way through the meal into a soggy lump; the cheese was excellent and not overly oily under the intensity of the broile...

  My go to fat man sandwich has been squarely placed onto the shoulders of Tony and Nick's Place .  I have worked my way down their meat-only menu from steak, veal, meatball, and now, sausage (I see now that there's a chicken option, a choice that I somehow never really seem to see or remember). A split sausage in a solid bun with marinara, I prefer my sausage sandwiches with a sauteed bitter green like a broccolini or turnip greens. Alas, the veal and meatball options remain tops, and I will try that chicken one day. Following a meeting in the vicinity one morning, I haven't visited Nonna's Place in over a year, and while I wasn't even that hungry, I had to order their veal. The first real breaded veal cutlet sandwich I have ever tried was at Nonna's, and while my loyalty has waned for some extensive field research, I return with a new found appreciation for what Nonna does right.  First, the marinara at Nonna's is the best. Hands down. Swee...