They say you never forget your first. I will never forget the first sandwich that I fell for.
It was from the local coffee shop in my home town. I had ordered many drinks from this establishment, but never a culinary delight. (Maybe an everything bagel with honey walnut cream cheese every now and then, but never from their chalkboard of daily specials. Then I saw it. It had some sort of folksy, regional inspired name, like the New Englander, or the Vermonter, or the farmer-hippie. This list was exciting and comforting all at the same time: turkey, cheese, lettuce, roasted red peppers (my first introduction), honey mustard (an obsession at the time) and apples (what?)on grilled bread. They got everything right, a sandwich made just for me.
What was your first?
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