I am majorly into my sandwiches. Started off very plain years ago, simple prawn mayo baguettes from a deli not far from my Dad's house (standard Saturday lunchtime; get the paper, some baguettes and crisps on the side) but I have since become enamoured with trying anything and everything. Both Cora and Bunni have mentioned it, but the Great Western Sandwich Company in Glasgow offer up some divine creations. Normally I'm a guy that will go somewhere once to say I've tried it then endeavour to try somewhere else but this is an establishment where I am happy to work my way through the menu, ain't had a bad sarnie yet. I mean, look at these specialties:
I've had almost all of them and each is a cracker. Then they have limited specials using whatever they get their hands on, knocking up things like a tremendous Philly Cheesesteak and oh my their Christmas special last year was a sight to behold.
I like making sandwiches at home too. Recently been into my red pesto and mozzarella, getting a bit of salami in there and some fresh sliced tomato. But as I work in a deli most days of the week see me making sandwiches, having equal fun trying out flavour combinations and then thinking of awful puns when selling them. Case in point
(I am not responsible for the spelling error in Inferno. Blame my Dutch co-worker)
Fucken' sandwiches, man. Sweet nectar of life.