For lunch today I had a sandwich that was oh-so-very bad for me and yet oh-so-yummy.
From a Ma & Pop Italian restaurant near my college (seriously, Ma and Pop take the orders and hand over the food) I had a meatball sandwich. Everything was homemade... fresh meatballs, zesty tomato sauce from scratch, on a 3" roll of focaccia bread that was baked this morning, and covered in melted mozarella.
I went in with a woman from the college that I know well and who is apparently well-known by Ma and Pop. Ma was so excited to see friends (i.e. me) of this woman that I got treated royally. While we waited for our sandwiches Pop shoved little containers of fresh (made this morning!) chicken pasta salad at us to try. I smiled and called him sir as I thanked him and that earned me my sandwich quicker that what it would have been since Pop stopped taking orders and went back to wrap and get my food himself. The pasta salad, by-the-way, was also fantastic.
There are some things I am going to miss about the city!
Love!
~g
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