Does everyone have a story about that awesome sandwich they had
on vacation and can’t stop thinking about? Mine’s a holiday turkey sandwich. We
were at Disneyland in early autumn with most of the grandkids and their
parents. We’d grabbed a light meal at Earl of Sandwich at the east end of Downtown
Disney, and ate under the trees near the esplanade. The dish in question
was essentially a handheld Thanksgiving dinner: lots of sliced turkey breast,
cornbread stuffing, and whole cranberry sauce on a toasted ciabatta bun. There may
have been a bit of gravy and mayo in there. There couldn’t have been much of
either, because this sandwich didn’t require a knife and fork. I could always head
to the nearest Earl of Sandwich and pick up another. In Las Vegas. If I’m going
that far, why not push on to Anaheim? Or I could just hit the grocery store for
turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce and bread.
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