A couple weeks ago, Diane and I were out at one of our favorite restaurants. and I quickly glanced at the specials and saw they were offering a Reuben Sandwich. Without looking too closely at the details, I ordered the Reuben. I love Reuben sandwiches. Dare I say they are my favorite sandwich ever.
The restaurant is also very well know for their vegetarian fare, which I often enjoy. I would recommend the place for my meat and non-meat eating friends. (homegrown cafe, Newark, DE)
Much to my surprise, this evening the Reuben sandwich was in fact a vegetarian Reuben. The sandwich was built around Seitan, not corned beef as I expected.
Don't get me wrong, while I'm not a vegetarian, I do like Seitan. But my friends, Seitan is not corned beef. And a Reuben without corned beef, is another sandwich altogether. Since that night, I have been craving a proper corned beef Reuben.
Today, I finally scratched that itch. The local corner cafe had a Reuben special today. It was good, not great, but good, and like I said- it scratched the itch.
And for the record, any sandwich that calls it self a Reuben must contain Swiss cheese, sauerkraut, and french dressing. That sandwich with turkey and coleslaw that some will try to pawn off on you as a "California Reuben" isn't a Reuben at all. It's blasphemy.
In completely unrelated news,
Our puppy, Logan, likes to roll in stuff. This afternoon, behind our backs, cute little Logie-bear grabbed a couple strawberries, smashed them into our carpet, and began to roll around in them.
While we didn't notice him rolling, we did freak out a bit as he proudly trotted into the kitchen looking like he had just survived one of the Friday the 13th movies.
Like I'm sure any good parent, we were relived to find our baby covered in strawberries and not blood.
thanks for reading.
respect.
VANDERBACON
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