03 2 / 2012
At this rate, it appears I’ll be redistributing much of my wealth at places serving delicious sandwiches because it’s the 3rd day in a row of me lunching at an indie sandwich parlor instead of standing in line LIKE A FOOL at the Blimpie pig trough. Today I had prosciutto, mozzarella, pesto, and arugula on warm, salted focaccia bread and an iced coffee from the Piccolo Cafe. ($13)
