What's in Your Sandwich?

I'm not a sandwich person. Never had been. PBnJ made me want to vomit through grade school. My Dad loves a good, thick-crusted meaty sandwich. Bill Cosby on The Cosby Show loved him some Hero Sammiches.

But I just didn't get it. Sandwiches simply weren't satiating.

Until one day at lunch time a couple of years ago, when my little sister dragged me (kicking and screaming) to a place a few blocks from work called Ratto's.

Well. Ratto's is this little, hole in the wall mom and pop Italian shop. They've got imported olive oils, wines, cheeses, and a deli sandwich counter. And it's usually PACKED, so that was a good sign, right?

The sis insisted that I order a specific sammich. Thusly:

Sourdough roll (lately modified to Ciabbatta... tastes buds change, ya know)
Turkey (roasted)
Pastrami
Roast Beef
Swiss Cheese
Tomato
Lettuce
Kalamata Olives
Dijon Mustard
Mayo
Olive Oil
Vineagar

Well. My life has never been the same. It was sandwich history. I now eat them about every other week.

Oh, there are two other places I have since found that have OUT OF THIS WORLD sandwiches:
Oakville Grocery on Hwy 29 past Yountville, CA. And a little place in Walnut Creek, CA called Morucci's. (Try the #1 1/2, it's divine!).

What's on your dream Sammich?

YUM!