Posted: August 12th, 2012 | Filed under: Sandwich Eater Chronicle | No Comments »
There’s something about superstar sightings. They’re fun, right?
I remember my first, the day I was at the grocery with my mom and ran into my 3d grade teacher, Miss Lewis. For whom, I might add, I had a deep but unrequited crush.
Seeing her was so out of context. I couldn’t think straight. She was a celebrity to me.
“Miss Lewis, what are you doing here?”
She smiled I’m sure, though, so smitten was I and flustered, I didn’t notice.
“Why, Chuck, I’m buying groceries. Just like you and your mother.”
If you are in New York or L A, you’re always going to see somebody with fame. Like running into Harry Morgan (Col. Sherman Potter in “M*A*S*H,” Officer Bill Gannon, sidekick to Jack Webb’s Joe Friday in “Dragnet.”) at a seafood restaurant in Santa Monica. Or, at the Fais Do Do Stage at JazzFest, viewing Wayne Knight, who was Newman on “Seinfeld.”
But, truth, Louisville isn’t that great a spot for celebrity sightings. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: August 5th, 2012 | Filed under: Sandwich Eater Chronicle | 1 Comment »
There are a few things regularly to be observed early on a normal Saturday morning, when turning into DuPont Square, heading for that big parking lot in front of Village 8 Theaters.
On the way, you’ll pass by mothers dragging reluctant kiddos for their first pair of glasses at Doc Bizer’s Vision World.
There are yet again commercial space-for-rent signs at the now closed restaurant property on the corner. It started decades ago as a Bennigan’s, suffering through many and varied incarnations through the years. Most recently it was a Calistoga Sandwich Shop. Nobody who ever ate there can figure out how it lasted so long before its inevitable demise. (The Sandwich Eater experienced nary a sublime moment at that mediocre eatery. RIP.)
The dressed-in-black ladies who work at the salon across the way will be sauntering to work, far more coiffed than one would expect at that time of day. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: August 4th, 2012 | Filed under: Sandwich Eater Chronicle | 2 Comments »
One of the things I like best about being a sandwich guy is that consumption of same doesn’t take full attention.
You can pick it up from the plate or paper wrapping and get it to your mouth without looking or any unnecessary decision making. Which allows one to observe the goings on around him or her while eating. Unlike, say, if you’ve ordered a veggie plate at, say, Lynn’s Paradise Cafe, and have four cups to choose from before each bite.
It’s hard to be an observer of the passing scene while simultaneously deciding between a bite of lima beans or mac and cheese. Your attention might be momentarily diverted from the conversation at the next booth upon which you are eavesdropping. If you’re doing a Highlander — a Lynn’s sandwich fave of mine — you can grab, lift and munch while still paying attention to somebody named Maryann in the next booth prattling on about problems with her boss.
Which explanation for being a lifelong sandwich guy — Thank you, Earl — may be a clever intro, but is, in fact, a ruse. Read the rest of this entry »
