Pastrami, Roast Beef, Peppered Turkey, Honey Ham, Bologna, Cotto Salami, Provolone, American Cheese, Cheese Whiz, Swis, Pepper Jack, Muenster, Cheddar, Alfalfa Sprouts, Tarragon, Pickles, Red Cabbage, Horseradish with Beets, Mayo, Mustard, Sun Dried Tomatoes, Fresh Tomatoes, Lettuce, Baby Lettuce, Shredded Carrots, Purple Onion, Bacon Bits, on an Onion Roll, White Bread, Dark German Wheat Bread, and Potato Bread.
From Scanwiches.
Twenty five dollars (or two thousand and five hundred cents) got us:
Why didn’t we start doing this sooner?
Thanks to Max Mansell for the tip-off.
Espressoholic are closing in a month. Maybe less now. Apparently their landlord gave them their notice for one reason or another, and now their premises will become (in all likelihood) just another cheap Courtenay Place drinking joint where students can prostitute themselves to an awful soundtrack.
I wish I cared more.
I have plenty of good memories of the place, including a number of fine Sunday panini after getting drunk and prostituting myself the night before to an awful soundtrack.
A couple of long gone, though more-or-less positively remembered, relationships of mine also have beginnings or other fond connections to the place.
But the last two times I’ve been there, I’ve only been reminded of reasons why maybe it is time for them to move on:
1. In this instance, the chocolate chip cookie was too large, and while it was a good deal in terms of portion size versus dollar, I just felt sick by the end of it. It was also way too floury. I mean, I know I could have stopped eating it for both of these reasons, but I had paid for it after all. It also took exactly far too fucking long to get served considering there was only one fuss-pot in front of me in the line, but several staff loitering around.
2. In this instance, the savoury muffin was also generously sized. Though, while filled with many gorgeous things, for some reason it tasted only like butter. Plus, it came in one of those paper wrappers, to which about a third of the muffin got stuck, and which made it very hard to eat while on the run. Just use a damned non-stick muffin dish.
Petty? Maybe.
And yes, I relegate some things too easily to the past.
But, for me, Espressoholic works better there.
This is exactly the kind of beautifully pointless website that the internet was made for.
Genius.
Thanks to Schlott for the tip-off.
