Sandwich Eater Chronicles: Garlic Soup, Gangnam Style

Posted: November 27th, 2012 | Filed under: Sandwich Eater Chronicle | No Comments »

Okay, the Truth In Blogging Act requires I admit from the get go that my title was just a ploy to get your attention.

This episode shall not consider that song & dance rage that has been all that and a bag of chips. At least, until day before yesterday, when Gangnam Style went the way of The Twist, The Fox Trot and You Can’t Touch This.

But I am going to talk about that sublime consommé.

Yesterday I was exercising that shuffle I call jogging by Nancy’s Bagels on Frankfort Avenue in Clifton. The chalkboard out front heralded the specialty of the day: Garlic Soup.

Be still my beating heart. I frankly had forgotten about this delicacy, my favorite soup in town. Actually my favorite soup anywhere. Except for the fish soup at a quaint little restaurant by a charming river in Lisle, France. Years ago, I knew Nancy’s soup rotation and would order in advance enough to freeze until the cycle got back to it.

But I moved from the ‘hood and simply forgot.

I’m back to where I once belonged.

This potage is not for the faint of heart. This is not Hint o’ Garlic Soup. (Actually, it is technically not potage either. That refers to a thicker soup, which this is not.) This is GARLIC SOUP. The aroma will linger. Two brushings and a shot Listerine are required to alleviate the aftertaste.

But it’s the deal. Taste’s good. And good for you too.

Yesterday’s batch probably sold out. Should have anyway. If not, you’re in luck. Nancy will have some frozen for your pleasure. If so, check the schedule for its next time around. Mark it on your calendar.

The visit wasn’t a total success, I must admit. Nancy always has a Question of the Day posted at the counter. The first person to answer correctly, I think, gets a free bagel or something like that. Or, so I seem to recall. While my soup was being fetched I noticed the question was, “What American at the Berlin Wall said ‘Ich bin ein Berliner?'”

I meant to greet my server with “JFK.” But forgot, so anxious was I to dive into a bowl of that Garlic Soup. Oh well, next time.

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Amazing Stat of the Day.

NPR advised this morning that the average age of the Rolling Stones is almost 2 years per person older than the average age of the Supreme Court of the United States.

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It’s just so sweet to see Grover Norquist starting to suffer his comeuppance. I can only hope it is prolonged and painful for him.

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And then there was this sublime moment on Fox “News.”

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