I'd been meaning to get to Chez Henri for three years until the other day when, in a fit of pre-departure spunk, I finally legged it out to that corner of Cambridge. I was there for the Cuban sandwich experience and was immediately made skeptical upon discovering that I was about to order an $11 sandwich. If a sandwich on a bar menu is going to cost $11, I reasoned, it had better exceed sublime. It had better have transformative power over my very being.
So I had my doubts, and they were grave, but my companion assured me the outlay of such an outrageous amount of cash for a sandwich was a mere pittance given its intrinsic and holistic value. I remained unconvinced.
We restored our tissues with Mojitos. I had never had a Mojito. The fact I had never had a Mojito before the other day is both a blessing and a curse, if you know what I mean. Suffice it to say that after a couple of those bad boys I was less focused on my doubts. Cuban sandwiches were ordered and promptly delivered.
Now, I have no basis for comparison here but I am loathe to use a word as coarse as "eat" to describe what transpired between me and the sandwich. The sandwich doesn't deserve such language. I think what happened was more akin to being caressed by its sensual embrace and, upon waking from the reverie, noticing it had slipped quietly from the room. If the music of the spheres could be directed and concentrated, and its vibratory energy harvested to produce some perfect distillation of matter, I am convinced it would produce this sandwich. It was really really good. Any if anyone else has been considering a trip to Chez Henri for said sandwich I would urge you to proceed there with all speed. I was so moved I nearly soiled myself.
Also, before I leave I thought it my duty to report that the soups at King Fung Garden in chinatown are very good. An emination of chowhounds were dispatched there for Peking Duck in the distant past and returned with mixed reviews. This was because the place is hit-or-miss and in my description of the duck festival I neglected to forsee such an event and thus warn the hounds against their sub-stellar offerings. Their soups, however, are really quite good. And by "really quite good" what I mean is excellent.
all, always, in every weather, gloriously, absorbingly yours,
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