Who dat?

Nope. It's not chili. Everyone's been making chili over the past few days, but 'dat 'dere is a egg salad sandwich. Or is it? It's egg salad, but the normal, square, loaf-bread slices are absent. That, my friend, is a hamburger bun. So is it an egg salad burger? salad burger? ham & egg burger? I dont know nor do I care. All I know is that it's pretty good -- sour cream, mayo, eggs, mustard, scallions and some Tony Chachere's seasoning (or whatever it's called).

Excuse me, because I have to finish eating it now. KTHXBAI

Domino, motherf*cker!

I was all like THAT after I tried this (if you didn't get the Boyz n The Hood ref, there's no way we can be friends). This, the Ham Philly. And you can get it...somewhere in DC. I don't even think this establishment has a name, but the address is 1220 L Street, N.W.

The Ham Philly is deli sliced ham, fried up with green peppers, onions, cheese, and (wait for it...) - yes, bacon. SwineApoolooza, indeed. Oh, there's also the lettuce, tomato and - if you're so inclined - mayo (I am not).

Don't let the picture fool you, this is nothing like that half-digested sub your dog threw up last night. It looks like a mess, because it is. But it's also delicious. Not good for you, but good for lunch. And about $10 cheaper than a crap flatbread sandwich from Cosi - which will never have it's food reviewed here. Ever.

Where was I?

Ah, yes. Green peppers and onions: crispy, crunchy and tasty. Ham and bacon: like ham and bacon (awesome!) and made much better because of the grilling. Cheese: necessary and delightful. Lettuce and tomato: meh. Next time: no lettuce. Overall: very good, and would get it again (and again).

What's that you say, Furious? You don't dig the swine?

STFU and just fix my damn fade, pop.

Doughboy approves, G

Tell Mike His Sandwich Kicked Ass

So some poor bastard went without lunch today. How this could possibly be my fault is beyond me, just ask the Supreme Court. Here's what they'd tell you (and unanimously so): If you don't come pick up your sandwich after your name is called five times, it becomes a first-come, first-serve situation. Pure and simple Eminent Domain 101, for all the soon-to-be first-year law students out there.

Actually, that was meant mostly for Mike. See, he lost the opportunity to eat the Smith Point sandwich he ordered today from Jetties in Georgetown. You snooze, you lose. Sorry about that, Mikey. Maybe you should've taken care of #2 before you left the house.

Well, I'm just guessing that's what he was doing while the counter guy practically went hoarse calling after him to pick up his damn sandwich. Either that, or there's a secret glory hole in the men's bathroom at Jetties. The latter seems very doubtful.

I digress.

The Smith Point - presumably named after the beach comunity in Nantucket, and not the place in Georgetown where fratty-baggers and Sorority Sues try in vain to relive those salad days of college past - is a superlative sandwich. It consists of rare roast beef, havarti cheese, horseradish sour cream, red onion and tomato - all served up on pumpernickel bread.

There are many ways a sandwich like this could go wrong. Too much horseradish sour cream, too little rare roast beef, too many onions and stale bread are just some. No worry here, Jetties strikes a perfect balance with all the ingredients: just the right amount of horseradish sour cream, rare roast beef stacked high, just a few slices of the thin red onion and fresh bread.

Not too much of anything, and everything coming together in a harmonic medley of tasty goodness.

I'd say I'm feeling pretty sorry for Mike at this point, but hey, we're a country of laws not men, and rules are rules. Or something like that.

Jetties DC - Surfside

That fine looking sandwich was just purchased from the"Jetties" restaurant off Foxhall road, right in the middle of Foxhall village. Jetties has a reputation of making some of, if not THE, best sandwiches in DC -- I haven't had better. The above picture shows a "surfside," which is piled high with freshly carved turkey. All white meat turkey, still warm from the oven. Also hiding between those two crusty yet soft slices of sourdough is crisp bacon, ripe and rich avocado slices, a slice of havarti cheese, and whole grain mustard. Everything comes together into a well balanced combination which Jetties patrons have voted their favorite sandwich. These patrons range from pimple-faced Georgetown students blabbing away, to geriatric stalwarts of the neighborhood, quick to point out that your car is blocking "their" driveway.
Who cares about the crowd -- nobody does sandwiches better. A must eat.