Where Would I Be Without My Main Sandwich Man in NY?

I ask you. In Nowheresville. Dullards Central. Slobbering through a sea of Subways and 7 Elevens. Thank you, JAF, my MSMINY, for the strong link to what counts. Counting, one sandwich at a time.

SAVING NEW ORLEANS CULTURE, ONE SANDWICH AT A TIME
By John T Edge the lucky devil


At the New Orleans Po-Boy Preservation Festival on Nov. 22, as brass bands play and celebrators hoist drinks, serious-minded panelists will tell tales of long-lost po’ boy shops. They will speak of the import of this city’s signature sandwich, piled with roast beef and gravy or corn-flour-breaded and fried shrimp, slathered with mayonnaise, paved with sliced pickles and slicedtomatoes, strewn with shredded lettuce, wrapped in butcher paper.

Wanna know whereta getta good one in NO? Look here.

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