Masterpiece Deli, We are so in love

Ok, so this is the last time I will talk about Masterpiece Deli - today, I promise. I just wanted to mention that I went there again this past weekend and it was just as fabulously glamorous as I remembered it so many days ago....last weekend. I wanted to order something different because seriously what kind of whacko orders the same goddamn sandwich every time, oh, I know, this whacko. I couldn't help it, I was so prepared to order the brisket or even something mundane like the turkey because I need to know every inch of every sandwich but when it came time to order, the Cubano left my lips and I could not catch it in time to change my order, plus, I was there with my roommie and his daddy and I was thinking how I probably should have ordered something a little less intense or more ladylike, or less porky or whatever you call it but I was under the spell of the most tender pork on the planet and there was nothing I could do. Luckily my roommie, who knows I often leave my dignity at the door suggested that we share our sandwiches and so I was able to eat both the glory of pork and the succulence of the best brisket that has ever laid itself upon this tongue. Once again I must reiterate if there was a meat version of a born again then I am born again AGAIN because this place gives meaning to my existence. I mean we all wonder from time to time, what is the fucking point of it all - like one day there was nothing and then a gazillion years later - we have the Ford Escort Station wagon - was that an end we really wanted? I mean sure - I have a fondness for the Ford Escort Station Wagon because my brother used to drive a turquoise or maybe aqua - but that is not the point - If you have ever wondered why then get thee to Masterpiece Deli as soon as possible. You too will understand what it means to be an evangelical meat lover.

PS - Thank you "Beef, It's What's for Dinner" commercial for ruining my ability to listen to Aaron Copeland.

PSS - speakin' of beef- I am going to be dining on beef for four ce soir at the Z Cuisine - a fancy frenchy dining facility. Let's hope it doesn't refer to itself as an eatery because then I would have to hate it.