Most of my childhood, for lunch I was saddled with sandwiches, often made with little more than cheap white bread, a smear of Gulden’s Spicy Brown Mustard, and bad bologna or something called “olive loaf.” As soon as I was old enough to escape sandwiches, I did, and to this day I still tend to make double portions of entrees for dinner so that I can have a hot meal for lunch the next day.
Still, I’m starting to re-embrace the idea of meat (or other stuff) on bread, expanding my definition of a “sandwich.” I’ve got my favorites in Seattle. Just about anything from Paseo will work, thanks. Come to think of it, I can probably eat Paseo’s sandwiches every day, though if budget is a factor, a banh mi from one of many Seattle’s Vietnamese delis would do just fine.
These days, there’s much more to explore. For example, I’ve yet to hit most of the promising sandwich joints in Pioneer Square beyond Salumi, but with a day job that keeps me in the home office, I rarely go out for lunch. I’ll find a way.
For now, check the slideshow above for some cooked dough places where I spent dough recently, starting with the sandwich shop closest to home and finishing with a stray away from traditional sandwiches. The journey takes us from Manhattan to Columbia City to Essex, and beyond.