Recently, in an episode of 30 Rock, Liz Lemon said, “I believe that all anyone wants in this life is to sit in peace and eat a sandwich.”
I couldn’t agree more, and this is why this show continues to win Emmys. Smart philosophical beliefs.
The merits of sandwiches are many. Most countries have some version of a National Sandwich, and if they don’t, they should not be trusted.
Sandwiches are the greatest thing since sliced bread. Because someone was innovative enough to take sliced bread and make it even better.
Sandwiches are all you need. They are consistent and reliable. Delicious and sustaining. Few other things in life can provide the happiness and support that sandwiches do.
I say all this about sandwiches because recently I had a sandwich amongst sandwiches.
BOB’S BIG BOY VEGGIE MELT sandwich is described as such: Leaf lettuce, tomato, avocado, red onions, pickles, Swiss and mozzarella cheese, with Thousand Island dressing on grilled whole wheat bread.
There are few combinations in this world more perfect than that of the Bob’s Big Boy Veggie Melt Sandwich.
This is not the face of a man, or big boy, you wouldn’t trust. He knows sandwiches. And burgers. But no other restaurant has been smart and savvy enough to take the best part about cheeseburgers and brand it in such a way that you are deluded into think it’s a healthy open. I mean, veggies, right? This shit must be good for you.
And fat content aside, this sandwich is good for you, because it makes you feel good. I can’t find a picture, sadly, but know that it is grilled to perfection. The sauce seductively drips out. The cheese adds an unforgettable flavor. The sandwich is near perfection.
The other great thing about this sandwich is that it can be eaten in a car, which it was. People bring stuff to you and you never get out of your car. Yeah, that’s right. The American Dream.