LEGENDARY

THE FERDI SPECIAL, PRE-DEVOURED
Yes the legends are true: the Ferdi special exists and is amazing.
Downtown New Orleans is home to the Superdome and Mother's. The former is a football stadium, the latter sells some of the most amazing sandwiches on earth. During a trip down to the NOLA, I just had to get my hands on it, no matter what the cost...or wait. To even get into Mother's, we waited at least an hour in 40-degree weather behind college football fans discussing which coaches are incredible, gods on earth and which are straight-up bums.

Thick white rolls encompass this meat pile. Slow-cooked ham rests underneath juicy, tender roastbeef, both swimming in their own juices and spices. The star of the show is the topping: "debris," they call it. This is a succulent breed of gravy and brisket, and it oozes from the Ferdi, like the Mississippi River, soaking the bread and your hands. There is some kind of home-made mayo, but it is easily upstaged and barley noticeable by the meat-jazz-fusion concert going on.

THE FERDI SPECIAL: HALF-DEVOURED
This sandwich is truly one of a kind.

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http://www.insanewiches.com/
If you appreciate sandwiches, art and/or effort, this website is pretty awesome.

It may not be pretty...

Believe it or not, sandwiches are much like people. Outside from making life more enjoyable (or difficult), sandwiches and people can be hideous on the outside, but wonderful on the inside. Take exhibit A for example: known as "The Cuban" at industrial food producer The Cheesecake Factory. An unattractive mush of pork, ham (thank you, pig!) Swiss cheese, pickles, mustard and mayo, which has perfect balance and taste.
The salty and sweet meats (the pork is slow cooked, according to the menu) with always stable Swiss cheese, crunchy pickles and topped with both mayonnaise and mustard, all of which is grilled and pressed into the product you see below. Close your eyes, and bite into the warm, crispy-but-soft Cuban-style roll for a pleasant surprise.
"The Cuban" truly is the Susan Boyle of sandwiches.


(Exhibit A)

What in the name of all that is holy?!

If your mind has never been blown before, it will be. KFC has done the unthinkable for their mad-scientist style experiment known as the "double down." They took the bread away (get out of here grains!) and replaced it with two pieces of fried chicken. In the middle: melted cheese and bacon.
Is it a sandwich? Is it an attack on all that is holy and good? Or is it the newest link in the sandwich evolution chain? Only time will tell...

Gum Sandwich!

I'm not much of a "gum person" but this is clearly inspired by that most perfect form...

Head Down, Power Through.

We all hit a rut at one point in our lives, whether it is with a job, a relationship, our daily lives or even a beloved hobby. I feel I can confide in all of you one painful secret: I have hit one of those ruts with my sandwich intake.
It may have been the discovery that one of my favorite foot-long heroes from one of my favorite local establishments was responsible for some stomach sickness. Or it may have been the string of dry and tasteless turkey sandwiches I have recently plowed through which have put me in a state of depression and fear of another disappointment.

As a result, I have had few words to write, and even fewer sandwiches to enjoy. To make it up to everyone, here is something from the experts, a great piece of internet journalism for you globe-trotters looking for the next great meal: Travel Channel's Sandwich Paradise.

When He Won't Do That

Ladies, don't'cha ever wonder what the heck is going through men's heads?! Through those fat ugly heads we love so much? I mean the sports and the hygiene and the overbearing checking of your email....what's a girl like me to do?! Seriously! WHAT??? I don't know! But those questions are for another column. I told you I'd prepare a column on the intersection of relationships and sandwiches, not how to communicate your feelings and find out if HE'S been following you to work. Those are questions I'll leave to the pro's and the prescriptions. All I know is no matter how INSANEly irritated we get somtimes, we still keep 'em around right?! For security mostly! Hahaha! But really, if the big lug weren't so insanely adorable wouldn't it be time to call the police?!

When you saddle up to the sandwich counter, is it the same problem every time? Your man won't do THAT. It's the fourth time in two weeks and as you say "I'll have a turkey and swiss on white with lettuce, tomato and mayo..." you just start to feel like things are getting a little stale. Like you're just not getting the satisfaction you came here looking for. It would only take a slice of gouda and some peppers, maybe some ham and cheddar...shit, why can't we just do a roast beef once in a while? It's not like I'm asking you to get a Reuben or something, although it might be nice to find one waiting for me one of these days. But NO.

How do you read a man who doesn't like but one kind of sandwich meat? Did his father not hug him? Did another woman make him too few sandwiches? Too many? The truth is some men will always fear sandwich meat, and in many cases it's not something you can fix. It's something he has to want to fix himself. What you can do is be supportive. DO NOT trick him into eating different kinds of sandwich meat, even if you're sure he'll like it. Chances are he'll feel betrayed and that's the last thing you want coming between you. Also, it won't help for you to order your own alternative sandwiches in front of him. Flaunting your meatloaf grill in public will only make him feel like less of a man.

Instead try adding small touches here and there. Cranberry mayonaise? Butterleaf lettuce? These things aren't as indimidating as meats so your little sensitive palate boy might be up for a change. Stay away from tough breads that make a mess. This only represents the emotional state he is no doubt feeling. If you're feeling sensual, try a wrap. And be supportive. If he's had a bad day he probably just wants to come home to the sandwich he's most comfortable with.