You know what's really good? Like, really, really good? A sandwich from Lucca delicatessen.
What's that you say? You're trying to eat more grains and veggies in the new year? Don't be an epic idiot. It's nearly 70 degrees outside, and it's Saturday. Go get yourself a salami (or mortadella! or prosciutto!) sandwich and go the park.
You're welcome.
The Challenge, of course, is what brings me to Lucca. I had never been before, and was a wee bit confused. You grab a number, easy enough. But then . . . no sandwich menu to be seen. You start to panic, due to overexposure to exciting cured meats, cheeses, and Italian pantry goods. "You pick one meat, and one cheese," the man explains. "No veggies. Mayo and mustard on the side." I went with salami and provolone, on tomato focaccia. The focaccia was a terrifically good call.
Nap to follow. Over and out.
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