You Say Sandwich, We Say Yeah!

Hitting up the Tim Horton's drive through out of Saskatoon, I realized I had actually not eaten since the last club house at Broadway the afternoon before. About to be on the road for 5 hours, I thought it best I get the Large chicken club sandwich. Lo and behold, it was the size of two regular sandwiches. As I continued the club house sandwich conversation, updating of my experience the day before, and now seeing this giant monster on my lap, we accepted that the club house has never gone away, that it's far too classic to go anywhere, and here it is at its most consumable. I don't remember ever liking Tim Horton's sandwiches ever before, but this one was pretty good, especially with the honey mustard kick embedded within and fresh veggies. It kept me full for the whole ride home.

It was a cold and frosty weekend, and inadvertently house sitting for some old friends just off Broadway in the 'toon, I could only go as far as I could walk, having also hitched a ride in from a friend (traveling on a dime!). Having already ventured to Nino's and Sushiro, I returned to the Broadway Cafe, where I had ventured once last summer, and ate a messy slop of a sandwich. Taking a back seat by the chrome bar, I had thoughts swimming around in my head over a conversation held the previous night. Sitting in the Star Trek inspired lounge of The Cave bar and restaurant, my friend and I witnessed a man nearby devour a club house sandwich. Being at The Cave and all, we thought perhaps it was the environment that caused a time warp back to the days of people ordering club house sandwiches. Who orders a club house sandwich still? They are a classic staple of sandwich menus, but seemingly of yesteryears. Those little sandwich wedges of toasted bread that always hurt the top o...

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JANE. Jane is the main thing you need to know about the Bag Lady, a tiny living-room styled eaterie in London, Ontario. It could just as well be inside my head, the sandwich shop of my dreams, with its robin's egg blue walls, vintage housewares overflowing, and Jane and her team of cheerful powerhouse women in cute aprons making up delicious food everyday. The place is full of love, the sandwiches are full of veggies, spreads, meats and cheeses then wrapped up in adorable napkins and tied with twine. Or laid out on a pretty plate. The one I can't seem to shake off is the crusty grilled Italian, with tomatoes, spinach, mozza and a secret pesto spread that completes the charm of this sandwich. Red pepper, butternut, tomato soups or fruity, nutty salads could accompany should you wish. Brunch is excellent, but if you're really lucky, lounging on the couch, you'll smell an impromptu eggplant parmesan cooking and Jane will bring it out just before you go fully crazy with ant...

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Milk Truck is far too cute to take seriously, until you take a bite from their Jarlsberg grilled cheese and a sip of their fresh and soothing tomato soup and you know this is a real contender. I have personally favoured the Jarlsberg grilled cheese for years, but never have I seen a professional offer the choice. With its mozza-like stretch in a far more dense and chewy capacity, Jarlsberg offers grilled cheese lovers a savoury option to the sometimes too oily or runny options. I don't know what kind of bread they used that day, and if you look at their ever changing menu, they have a preference for gourmet Pullman bread, which makes me love them even more.

I admit this looks slightly pornographic, but we are talking about a lobster roll here, so we're close. Making a special trip to the Brooklyn Flea Market , located in the gorgeous foyer and basement of the former Williamsburg Savings Bank, I headed straight to the food at 10:30 a.m. for the lobster roll. The two dudes working the Red Hook Lobster Pound stall weren't near ready, so I ran through upstairs and came back within 30 minutes for a late breakfast lobster roll, Connecticut style (warm and buttered with paprika vs. Maine style served cold with mayo). Suffice to say, it met all expectations, and if I had another $15 in change in my pocket, I woulda tried the Maine style roll. Addendum: I don't think this needs to be said that if you don't like lobster, you shouldn't have the lobster roll. In fact, if you don't LOVE lobster, you probably shouldn't have the lobster roll. Because the flavour of this sandwich is pure lobster.