I may be home next week or the following week after a year in Gautemala.
I need a sandwich. I ... NEED... a sandwich.
San Francisco , East Bay or Wine Country preferred, but will travel for greatness.
Top of the list would be roast beef, meatloaf, roast turkey or chicken ... or ham ... real ham, preferably thick sliced. Some sort of roast hunk of animal.
NO salads ... egg, tuna, chicken, seafood ... no, no, no. No meatballs. No hamburger patties. No grilled cheese (queso derretido) ... though one of the above meats with a nice slice of cheddar would be nice ... no queso Kraft, the favorite imported cheese in Guatemala and featured on many menus.
Nothing too frou-frou. I need to bite into traditional America, not new American cuisine.
I want the bread sliced on a slicer.No sub rolls. Good tomatoes and lettuce are a plus.
I considered a hauf brau, but while the meat might meet my requirement, the bread is usually lousy and the tomatoes ... well, I might as well be in Guatemala. I'm sort of contemplating the deli across from Delancy St in Sf. I alwys loved their fresh roast turnkey sandwich with cranberry sauce.
It can be take out. It can be sit down. And ... Lord ... if the place has good coffee, so much the better. Or, or, or ... wine ... good wine. Real wine. I can do without beer for a while ... a good long while.
Help ... please
An aside. I was eating in one of the best tiny restaurants in Antigua today ... to die for shwarma, falafel and sweet pototo fries with peanut sauce to dip them in. A fellow diner asks where I'm from. "San Francisco!!!, they reply. "Great food. Especially that wonderful clam chowder they serve in a bread bowl"
"Yeah", I said with a smile. Adios, Antigua.