You Say Sandwich, We Say Yeah!

Disappointing bread, fascinating combo of fillings. Your usual roasted veggie sammie's got red pepper, zucchini, tomato, possible mushroom, possible cheese, and onion, but it's often pretty predictable. This number opens up to a bunch of unexpected delights, including curly green kale softened by oil and marinade, and what appears to be julienne broccoli stems. It could be a big disaster, but about halfway I'm digging the crunch, and I notice a further unifying element... some red sauce squeezing out from under the veg. "Is that? No, it cannot be ketchup?!? It must be homemade tomato jam of some sort, I see seeds," I say to myself. Regardless, I'm into it.

Carla B first introduced me to Coco Rico's on St. Laurent. When I returned by myself this last time out, I went plain and simple for the rotisserie chicken sandwich, spiced and sauced in a crusty Portuguese bun. There's something about sitting at the counter staring into the mirror and watching yourself eat a chicken sandwich. It's like you get to enjoy the sandwich twice, and it is surprising how filling one of those sandwiches really are. If I ever learn French, I will learn to ask for "extra sauce".