The Challenger: The Oil Shoppe
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Welcome back to Sandwich Wars!
Last month we started off the series with a battle royal between two classic hole-in-the-walls: Fratellini and Da’ Vinattieri. The winner (by a hair!) was the mouth-watering #16 porchetta sandwich from Da’ Vinattieri. Our third contestant will have quite a fight ahead of them to beat out a sandwich so close to perfection.
Starting this month, we will have a running tally of the best sandwiches in the Sandwich Wars’ side bar (< --------) so that at any time you may need it, you can find the current rankings. If you want to learn more about one sandwich in particular, click the link!
Ok, to the battlefield.
First, I want to apologize for the delay in posting this, but to tell the truth, I was torn on whether or not to actually report on this particular sandwich experience at all. It was well…not that great. But the man who made said bad sandwich was so nice that (as the sucker American I am) I wanted to go and give them a second chance. This question of whether or not they deserved a second chance (when that was not given, nor even considered with previous contestants) led to an almost debilitating existential battle. In the end, I had to stand by my conviction that this is about the sandwich, not the sandwich maker. So should said sandwich man ever read this, I am sorry. You were super nice. But well…read on. Continue reading…