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Unparalleled

I’ve been developing a sort of obsession with finding the best things. Inspired in part by an article by Dustin Curtis, and by a desire to have the best experiences possible whether traveling or at home (which I think is something everyone should strive for), I’ve decided to add a new feature to my blog: Unparalleled. (Because I’m a designer and I like fancy names for things.) These Unparalleled sandwiches are the best in their class. They represent what a burger should be or, in the case of the sandwich that inspired me to start this, what a falafel should be. They are worth traveling and waiting for. The whole time you’re eating it, you will think, “This is a fucking amazing sandwich.”

I don’t believe there’s one “best” sandwich in the world, simply because of the nature of a sandwich, because anything imaginable can go between two pieces of bread, but I hope that these sandwiches will represent, at the very least, the best in their class. For instance, reviews I plan to write include the BLT at Flour, which I firmly believe to be the best BLT in Boston, though it’s distinctly possible New York has a best BLT, and I would not be opposed to be writing about that, and including it in the Unparalleled posts, because, while I say these sandwiches are worth traveling to, there’s certainly a limit as to how far one would go for a sandwich. I think I personally draw that limit somewhere south of a four hour train ride.

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Let’s establish what a sandwich is.

For the purposes of this blog, a sandwich shall consist of any number of ingredients, so long as they are delivered via bread (or a bread-like substance, eg. a tortilla) as the medium. Here are some things that are sandwiches:

  • Burritos, Tacos, and Tostadas
  • Gyros
  • Hot dogs (though I’ve yet to eat a hot dog worth blogging about)
  • Hamburgers

As well as the obvious banh mis, paninis, grilled cheeses, etcetera. Additional qualifications are that one must be able to consume it using your hands. Messiness is allowed, but one must be able to pick it up. There’s a bakery in Atlanta that does a fantastic open-faced breakfast BLT, but it’s impossible to pick up, and as such will not be considered on this blog. A New York style corned beef sandwich, while messy, is still obviously a sandwich.

My motives for starting this blog are simple: I love sandwiches. This blog is to serve first and foremost as a diary of the remarkable sandwiches I eat, but should it garner public interest, all the better!

Thank you for your time, and welcome to Sandwiches.

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