Pastrami, gherkins, pickled red onions, mustard

by GladCaterpillar777

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  1. blindsipher

    I mean… this is a thing of beauty. Genuinely. I teared up. I’m more entranced by this sandwich than any piece of art I’ve ever seen. The layering is perfect, the pastrami stacked like a damn monument. The mustard’s messy, just oozing out, teasing my saliva glands like it knows what it’s doing. Don’t get me started on the gorgeous, uneven toasted bread. That’s the kind of flaw that makes something real. That’s a supermodel with a gap in her tooth you know, super hot regardless, but the gap kind of makes her hotter too?

    Pretty sure that’s rye too, which is exactly what pastrami deserves. Those two go together like otters (they mate for life). The gherkins—crunchy, acidic, borderline aggressive (in my humble opinion) but somehow it works. The pickled red onions are just the cherry on top. Now, it may be a lot of acidity, but the umami of the pastrami probably evens it out.

    Now, I do think you might be doing a bit too much with the pickles, let pastrami breathe a little but still, I respect the chaos. This isn’t just a sandwich; this is my aspiration. I think I have more love for this sandwich than I do for humanity. Truly, man… I don’t know. Maybe life does have intrinsic meaning. Maybe this whole time I’ve been wrong.

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