Mike Rubenstein's Barbarian Blog

Lunch

Mike Rubenstein — Thu, 04 Dec 2008 18:46:29 -0500

I was nursing a reasonably painless hangover today in the wake of some going-away drinks for Kate last night, but it was notable enough to get my stomach whining for something dense and indulgent, preferably with more grease than I might usually want. You know how it goes. So I ended up with a meatball sub from Bostone. It definitely hit the spot, but for some reason ordering the subs over there seems to be an incredibly lengthy process. Even when it’s just a matter of spooning some meatballs from a vat and into a roll, I always seem to end up holding everyone else up with my order while the folks behind the counter crank away laboriously at the sandwichery. What’re they building in there?

Lunch

Mike Rubenstein — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 18:22:31 -0500

Dear Keith,

Just wanted to regroup with you about the shwarma combo sandwich I had today from Café Jaffa. I know you were curious before, so my aim now is to keep you as informed as I can manage.

Upon review of my records, while I have indeed enjoyed this breed of sandwich before (or “roll-up,” as it’s occasionally referred to), I wouldn’t feel comfortable referring to it as a “regular” selection of mine. Certainly not on the level of say, a chicken shwarma salad. However, this is a trend I may need to rethink.

By my recollection, it’s been many months since I’ve concluded a meal feeling quite so sated, nor enjoyed such pleasant waves of aftertaste. It was, without a doubt, one of the finest sandwiches I’ve enjoyed in recent memory, and I highly encourage you to try one for yourself next time you happen to be in the area.

Perhaps we can even enjoy one together.

Until then,
- mike

Lunch

Mike Rubenstein — Tue, 02 Dec 2008 20:19:05 -0500

For some reason, the pork and curry in my pork cutlet over rice from Men Tei was all shifted to he side of the container. Not like it was tipped over, but more that the toppings had been carefully placed off-kilter, so as to allow for a fresh, white strip of rice along the edge about an inch wide. Not the end of the world, of course, but it did require some careful mixing to ensure that each bit of rice got just a tiny taste of curry, so that I in turn could do the same.

Leftovers

Mike Rubenstein — Mon, 01 Dec 2008 19:50:35 -0500

Lunch

Mike Rubenstein — Mon, 01 Dec 2008 19:17:27 -0500

Withdrawal is a fickle beast. If there was ever proof to the idea that you can have too much of a good thing, it’s the gnawing, rattling feeling of not having it anymore. And so it’s no surprise that the comedown from Thanksgiving has been a bit of a hellride. After bingeing on turkey and swimming through the holiday in some sort of rancid tryptophanic daze, the choice for today’s lunch seemed clear; quit cold turkey, or continue to eat it. God help me, I didn’t have the strength to say no. I marched right down to DeLuca’s and got a pathetically over-stuffed turkey sandwich with lettuce, tomato, muenster cheese, and spicy mustard, on a wide olive bread. Maybe tomorrow, I will be stronger.