Between the Bread

Going through my emails looking for another sandwich photo, I came upon this submission from earlier in the month. At the Mercury Cafe in San Francisco, my friend Katie endorsed this caprese creation on an Acme baguette. Says Katie: a "generous serving of fresh mozz. It's a solid."

First off, let me say that I love Caffe Puccini. In the guise of a North Beach coffee shop, it serves big plates of delicious, homey pasta for very little money. But the other night I found myself at Puccini craving a sandwich, so I ordered prosciutto and red pepper on Italian bread with visions of Manganaro Groceria. When it arrived with a sad-looking tomato on stale bread, I was reminded that ordering sandwiches for dinner isn't always the best idea. You can't really blame a cafe for having less-than-fresh bread at the end of the day. At least the prosciutto was good, and the American flag toothpick was a nice touch. But next time, I'll order it for lunch.