Reuben...

... well, well... it looks like Phin finally asked for the Sandwich Photo... Hot Damn.. I'm totally loving this new scanner, boys and girls....

... ok, before I start, I feel the need to give you people a little background.. I do so love me a Reuben Sandwich... thus, this post...

... once upon a time (about two years ago), I met up with Acidman and The Gang for dinner and drinks at the Six Pence Pub in Savannah... we had ourselves a knee-slapping good time as always... we were even told to "shush" on various occasions by the management, but we paid little heed... it was a real hoot in the Olde Southern Townie Style...

.. anyway, as you do when hobnobbing with locals, you ask them what fare is best at any particular restaurant... Rick suggested a burger... Georgia suggested fried fish... and Rob suggested the Reuben Sandwich... and being that I crave nearly incessantly for them babies, that's what I ordered...

... good God, people... when it arrived, it was four inches thick.. and it was a masterpiece... alternating layers - incredibly thin - of corned beef, sauerkraut, Swiss cheese, and Thousand Island Dressing... served up high on two wonderful slices of marbled Rye bread... without a doubt, the best Reuben Sandwich I have ever had... without a doubt...

... so, fast forward a couple of years.... me quietly living here in Smallville, Tennessee... which, I might add, is a Reuben Sandwich desert.... and suddenly the Wife gets an idea to vacation for a week in Manhattan... I was totally downtown with that...

... and when I arrived, I was not disappointed.... Manhattan has got to be the Mecca for Reuben Sandwiches... every shop on every corner served them... I'll bet I ate at least ten of them in seven days... some from fancy shops... some from delicatessens... some from fine Wine Houses... some from street vendors who were recent political émigrés from Afghanistan ... yeah, go figure.... but I ate my fill... and it was complete bliss... none of them measured up to the sandwich I devoured in Savannah, but they managed a pretty good impersonation.... and so, we come haphazardly to the photo... here it is...

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... we'd just made it back to our suite in the Beekman Tower to watch a Tennessee football game on satellite... after a day spent wandering up and down Manhattan Island, I had nipped across the street to procure dinner and a six pack of Grolsch... my dinner?... an exquisitely greasy, tart, melted, and perfect Reuben Sandwich from the little shop that sits across from the United Nations Headquarters...

... Tennessee lost, by the way.... but what a sandwich... I was sitting at the table smelling it and feeling the buttery dampness of the grilled bread when the missus looked up from the UT game and asked to see aforementioned sandwich... I looked up at her, took a swig of Grolsch.... and then picked up half the sandwich and showed it to her.... and she snapped the photo.... Viola... me and my sandwich... isn't it just marvelous?... a truly happy moment...

... here is the jumbo version for those of you with proclivities to search out details....

... ladies and gentlemen... I sure miss Reuben sandwiches.... and once again, I can feel the cravings beginning to build... it is an ominous feeling.. the proverbial itch... I'm thinking a trip back to Savannah will happen soon... very soon....

by Eric on February 09, 2006 | Bullshit (19) | TrackBack (3) | SWG Stories
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Bullshit So Far

Ya know, when *I* think "Sandwich Photo," why is it that I have something completely different in mind?

Bullshitted by Elisson on February 9, 2006 01:08 PM

.. peanut butter?... ham and cheese?...

Bullshitted by Eric on February 9, 2006 02:05 PM

I love Reubens, they have to be the best sandwich ever made. Fortunately for me just about every restaurant, sandwich shop and deli up here makes them.

Bullshitted by Contagion on February 9, 2006 02:24 PM

your complete and unrelenting love for reubens is more than a little creepy...not that there is anything wrong with that, im just saying!

Bullshitted by Turf on February 9, 2006 02:37 PM

You do know you can make the things at home.....I realize I am probably missing the cosmic point, but I've been to your pad and you had the kitchen technology. Savannah for a sandwich?

Kidding aside, the secret to a great Reuben is to make sure the kraut is well drained. Squeeze it if needed to remove the excess juice.

Bullshitted by bitterman on February 9, 2006 03:00 PM

I've eaten Reubens... in many places... many times... the one at The Six Pence... well... it's just... the BEST...the best I've ever tasted.

I think... their secret... is the pretty young woman.... who squeezes the sauerkraut... firmly, but tenderly... between her nekkid thighs... WORD, PEOPLE! ...thighs...

I vaguely recall that I became very drunk that day and ended up sleeping with Ken Brown that night. You don't have any photos of THAT, do you?

Bullshitted by Acidman on February 9, 2006 04:02 PM

.. I sure do... heh heh.... I have a great one of the wheelchair....

Bullshitted by Eric on February 9, 2006 04:07 PM

Lord knows how expensive gas is nowaday's, so I'm here to inform you that there's a place a little closer than Savannah that can provide you with a top-notch sammich. The shop is called "Frussie's Deli" and it's off of Chapman Highway here in Knox-Vegas. It's owner and proprieter is a cat from Jersey, and he knows how to craft a sammich. I'll get the name of the cross street for ya, when the urge next takes you for a fabulous rueben.

Bullshitted by Johnny - Oh on February 9, 2006 09:00 PM

I love it when you Southern gentlemen talk shit. There are several secrets to a good Reuben, but first and foremost is the bread, and you just ain't packin' the gear in the Soutn. It's gotta be real Jewish (or Russian) rye bread. Your version of "rye" is Michael Jackson colored Wonder Bread. Blecch.

I'll unashamedly had it to y'all when it comes to hush puppies, green fried 'maters and sweet tea, but Reubens are a Yankee thing.

Bullshitted by Jim - PRS on February 9, 2006 09:12 PM

I know everyone is stuck on the sandwich here... but I gotta know... do you shave yet? 'Cause I think you look about 18 in this picture! Just sayin'! ;-)

Bullshitted by Bou on February 9, 2006 09:38 PM

Bou, Eric's gotta shave...at least once a week, with that baby face.

There's excellent Reubens available just a mile from Chez Elisson, right here in May-Retta. Real Jewish rye, and all dat. They also have all the good smoked fish. Jimbo don't know it, but it's not a total Deli Desert here...at least, not in our little neck of the woods...

Bullshitted by Elisson on February 9, 2006 11:22 PM

Everyone be nice to jimbo, after all he is in jersey. I don't know what sin he committed in an earlier life but it must have been horrible. To be able to look into the south but never cross that river. Sounds strangley familiar.

Bullshitted by jamesoldguy on February 10, 2006 07:10 AM

.. yes, dammit... I shave once a week whether I need it or not... baby face, indeed...

.. and Jimbo, hey, we have enough yankees who've carpetbagged south to my county... maybe I should just convince some of them to start up a diner...

Bullshitted by Eric on February 10, 2006 08:12 AM

You said the magic words.

Tennessee. Football.

Makes me ready to move back to Sevierville

Bullshitted by BloodSpite on February 10, 2006 01:18 PM

FYI...the reuben originated in Omaha Nebraska folks...no shit...

We Nebraskans have very little to "brag on"...Fred Astaire, and the Reuben...

Bullshitted by armywifetoddlermom on February 10, 2006 06:46 PM

Reuben's especially those fixed at Zingerman's Deli in Ann Arbor MI are delicious. Visit www.zingermans.com

Zingerman's sells a kit that can be ordered for $95 (YIKES!)Makes dinner for four...Over night delivery. They had a few other less expensive selections but all cost a lot more than walking up to their counter in Wolverine town.

Bullshitted by h~ on February 10, 2006 08:07 PM

Best Rueben I ever had was at a place called Brauer's Deli in Toledo. Probably three inches of melt-in-your-mouth tender kosher corned beef, fresh swiss cheese from the Amish farms and homemade sauerkraut. They baked their own bread, too.

I'm not much of a soup fan, but they also made a potato soup you could stand a fork straight up in. Deelish.

When I was stationed in Norfolk in the Navy one weekend I had a craving for a Brauer's rueben and I drove 700 miles to Toledo, only to find it had gone out of business.

I nearly cried right there in the parking lot. Never could understand how a place that made the best food in the world could go out of business.

Bullshitted by Ishmael on February 11, 2006 03:07 PM

I got to tell you brother, in that picture, holdin' that sammich, you got the same expression on your face that my dogs get when I try to move their food bowl while they're eatin'...

Bullshitted by RedNeck on February 11, 2006 10:09 PM

A man & his sammich - it's a poem in a picture.

Bullshitted by Chai-rista on February 14, 2006 04:54 PM