I can't help but respect a sandwich joint that advertises itself as "wrap free since 2006." Admittedly, I eat the occasional wrap when I'm trying to be healthier, but they just don't satisfy like a sandwich made with bread. And Cambridge, MA's All Star Sandwich Bar certainly isn't a place to start trying to get healthy.
I've come across All Star before, and recently, its atomic meatloaf meltdown sandwich (pictured) landed on a list of 12 great sandwiches in Boston; featuring grilled meatloaf and jack cheese laden with hot sauce, this is a very serious sandwich indeed. Other standouts at All Star include some of America's greatest hits: Buffalo's very own beef on weck, a Reuben, a "Texas Reuben" (which looks like it's made with brisket), a very topnotch looking Cuban, and even a veggie Cuban.
My only problem would be deciding what to order. If anyone has eaten here, I'd love to hear your recommendations.
Ike's sandwiches make great hangover food, so how appropriate that the recently shuttered sandwich shop is now operating out of a bar. C.W. Nevius reports that Ike is reopening today for lunch in the popular Castro bar and brunch spot Lime, known for its topless bartenders and bottomless mimosas.
Until Ike finds a new place, Ike's @ Lime will be serving lunch Monday through Saturday, via phone orders only. I think this calls for a postwedding sandwich on Monday. After all, shouldn't the wedding of sandwich lovers be sandwiched by sandwiches?
UPDATE: As of last night, Ike's Place is closed, for real this time. Apparently the late-night farewell had folks waiting in line until the wee hours. I wish Ike the best in finding a new location in San Francisco soon!
I really didn't think this would happen, but apparently the NIMBYs of this city are uglier and more self-involved than I could even imagine. As of today, Ike's Place is being evicted from its cozy nook in the Castro.
By 5 p.m., San Francisco's favorite sandwich shop will be forced to shut its doors, after grumpy neighbors complained that it was basically too popular. I just cannot understand why we would want to chase out a successfully, locally owned business that's guilty of nothing but bringing people to the neighborhood and, I guess, smelling like food — 'cause, you know, that's so rare for a restaurant. Ugh. I really don't really know what else to say. I just hope Ike's can find a new home where they are appreciated. A moment of silence for Ike's Place. UPDATE: A Between the Bread tipster who just stopped by Ike's says the business has at least one more day, because the court mistakenly evicted Ike, not Ike's Place LLC. Does anyone know if this is true?
I was really hoping that I'd never have to write about this Ike's drama again, after the beloved sandwich shop survived summary judgment in its ongoing legal battle — which is basically a lawsuit punishing Ike's for being so damn tasty and popular. But justice may not served after all.
Today, the San Francisco Chronicle is reporting that Ike's faces eviction on Aug. 26. Apparently, owner Ike Shehadeh was originally granted a permit to run just a coffee store, not a sandwich shop.
The eviction was mostly prompted by the long lines and food smells that were bothering the neighbors. Unless the issue is resolved some other way — which is could might be — Ike's Place will have to relocate. I know Ike wanted to move to a bigger place, but being forced out probably wasn't his method of choice.
I hear you can get just about anything delivered in New York, including, apparently, a hot grilled cheese in a paper sack. According to a story in today's New York Post entitled "He's making a gouda living," an underground chef in the East Village is taking orders via text message for freshly griddled grilled cheese sandwiches, delivered on street corners.
Identified only as "Ronnie" out of fear of the health department, the shady sandwich maker says, "I feel like a drug dealer because I'm handing people a paper bag and they're handing me cash." Ronnie charges $5 to $7 a sandwich. You'll have some cash leftover if you want to visit the underground lobster roll dealer.
Given, grilled cheese sandwiches are addictively good, but they're also ridiculously easy to make at home. Had I known they had such street value, I could have turned a serious profit after our great grilled cheese off. So what's your take on Ronnie: great idea or ridiculous gimmick?
I was in Seattle when the Candwich news hits, so I figured I was too late to cover it. But since then, about seven different people have emailed me about it, so I figure I should weigh in!
The Candwich is just what it sounds like: a ready-to-eat sandwich in a can. The cleverly named but ill-conceived product made news last week when an SEC lawsuit accused Utah investment manager Travis R. Wright of pouring hundreds of millions of dollars into Candwich R&D when he was supposed to be putting investors' money in high-return real estate.
Funny, just the other day I was at Safeway, remarking on the Lean Cuisine frozen sandwich meals and wondering just how lazy you have to be to eat a frozen sandwich. Then came the sandwich in a can.
Remarkably, Candwich has a website and everything, so perhaps it's only a matter of time before I can buy some for my earthquake kit.
Is it a burger or a sandwich? Or merely a monstrosity? In Santa Ana, CA, Carl's Jr. is testing a new footlong cheeseburger, which Food Beast suggests is an attempt to generate some Double Down-like buzz. It's basically a sub sandwich on what sounds and looks like subpar bread, with multiple burger patties as the meat filling.
I'd argue that this is more of a sandwich than a burger. Like a patty melt, it uses hamburgers inside another sandwich shape, as opposed to a hambuger, which is its own defined thing. What do you think? And would you try it?
Photo Source: Food Beast
The lobster roll is a quintessential sandwich, because it takes an otherwise luxury foodstuff and makes it a meal for the masses. To eat a lobster roll, you don't need a fancy restaurant, a platinum card, a silly bib, or even a table — only a firm enough grip to ensure that no succulent shellfish escapes from the bun.
Now, the lobster roll is more accessible than ever. Thanks to a lobster glut in Maine, the East Coast classic is having a moment in New York City, writes New York magazine. One good sign: the fact that one peddler has a cult business selling lobster rolls out of his Brooklyn apartment under the name Dr. Claw and the Lobstah Pushah. Find out what's driving the boom.
Swallow your sandwich and breathe a sigh of relief: Ike's Place has made it through the first round of its legal hurdles. I haven't been reporting every new development in this increasingly complicated case, in which the landlord is demanding $1 million and threatening to evict the stellar sandwich shop because its booming business creates huge crowds. But I am glad to report that today, summary judgment concluded in favor of Ike's.
That means the possibility of an eviction with just three days' notice is off the table. According to SFoodie, "Ike's landlord will have to decide whether he wants to take the case to trial, or engage in some kind of settlement." I, for one, hope this is the last we hear about it, for the sake of Ike's and sandwiches everywhere.
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