My time in Seattle is coming to an end. After working up here for the last 14 months, I’m heading back home to Denver. Mendelson’s, I’ll be there soon.
For the last 14 months I have been carrying around what I like to call a “frequent feeder” card from Tat’s Delicatessen. When you buy 10, you get one for free. As you can see, I have seven stamps. I need three more and I’m here for one more week.
Ok, yea, there’s plenty of time to get three more stamps. But there are also a few places I would like to hit before I go. The Paseo is one of them. I don’t even know where The Paseo is, but people rave about it.
My friend Blue, who’s basement I live in when I’m in Seattle also tells me about a place in Ballard where all of the Longshormen hang out. He says they have a pretty kick ass sandwich. I’m definitely going there this week.
I also need to visit Delicatus and Specialty’s at least one more time. It wouldn’t be right for me to leave them without saying goodbye.
So what should I do? Maybe I could do as the street kids do at the bus stop and try sell my frequent feeder card like they do with transfer passes?
Tat’s is a solid sub shop. They specialize in Philly Cheesesteaks, but they also have some nice Turkey Sandwiches. They’ve always done a nice little business and there is typically a line, but I could get in and out with sandwich in a few minutes.
They recently moved – literally around the corner from their old location in Pioneer Square, Seattle – and all of the sudden, you would think it’s the Viper Room circa 1993.
Here’s a look at the line, it’s ridiculously long.
This line is at least 30 minutes to just order a sandwich. Then it’s probably another 15 to get it. Screw that.
The thing that really sucks is that I only need three more stamps on my frequent feeder card to get a free sandwich. Unless I bust out for an early lunch, it looks like that’s not going to happen any time soon.
When you get a Turkey Sandwich at Bakeman’s, you either do it the Bakeman’s way or the Highway.You can’t get your bread toasted.
- You can’t get your bread toasted. It’s against the rules.
- You have to make your decisions fast. They don’t have time for your indecisive bullshit. Tell them what you want on your sandwich and move on.
- They’ll also try to up-sell your ass with over priced sodas, chips and desserts.
- It’s mayo, yellow mustard or nothin’.
But they use REAL turkey and that makes it all worth it. The result is a sloppy-ass sandwich and I’m completely fine with that.
And make sure you get some cornbread too.
Last week, I promised to settle the dispute between Pioneer Square and Fremont as to who can own the title “Sandwich District of Seattle”. I’ve made my decision.
My answer is: Ballard.
Tat’s opened up their new joint today. The Turkey Sandwich Report was there to document the festivities and we have one thing to report:
It was crowded as fuck.
And for those of you that know the Turkey Sandwich Report, we don’t wait in line, So we took our lunch business elsewhere. Tat’s has good sandwiches, but not good enough for us to stand in line for 40 minutes.
I’m still sorting through all of the information that I gathered from my trip to Fremont yesterday as I try to decide what neighborhood really should be dubbed “Seattle’s Sandwich District”. No decisions yet, but here’s a look at the two sandwiches I ate:
Roxy’s Turkey Chipotle:
Turkey Bacon Avocado (86 the Avocado) from Homegrown:
There’s some shit going down in the world of Sandwiches out here in the Great Northwest. The Stranger, Seattle’s alt-weekly newspaper, has dubbed Pioneer Square as Seattle’s “Sandwich District”. They stake this claim on the presence of Tat’s, Salumi and the new Delicatus all being within walking distance of each other in the southern tip of Downtown Seattle. I’ve been to all three of sandwich joints and all are good (although it should be disclosed that Salumi does not serve a TURKEY Sandwich) and of them serve a different need.
- Salumi’s is owned by Mario Batali’s Dad and they’re all about cured meats. They typically have a line out the door by 11:30am. I had a Pancetta sandwich there a couple weeks ago and it was amazing.
- Tat’s is a deli, but they specialize in Cheesesteaks and gut-bomb subs. They get bonus points for roasting their own Turkey. I’m about three sandwiches away from filling my Tat’s frequent feeder card, if that says anything about my opinion of them.
- Delicatus is the new player in Pioneer Square. You might recall my post about the Mudd Honey a few weeks back. Delicatus is probably my favorite of the Pioneer Square Group. They have a great menu, the Turkey is amazing and I like the fact that they also sell craft root beers.
But whoa, whoa, whoa. What about Freemont? The Homegrown Sandwich Shop isn’t willing to let Pioneer Square get away with this so easily. The claim that along with their own sandwiches, Passeo, Baguette Box, Royal Grinders and Roxy’s all put up a formidable Freemont challenge to Pioneer Square’s sandwich contenders.
This is a big deal and needs to be settled by a professional. Don’t worry, The Turkey Sandwich Report is going to play Judge Wapner and settle this dispute between neighborhoods. We will embed ourselves in both sandwich scenes and declare a winner. In fact, I’m on my way out the door right now and catching the first bus to Freemont. We’ll have a answer before the end of the week.
Although The Kingdome is long gone here in Seattle, the The Kingdome Deli lives in tribute. And they carry on the tradition of shittyness by offering one of the worst Turkey Sandwiches I’ve ever had.
Don’t go here unless you’re some kind of multi-purpose domed stadium buff.
It was 1993 and I was in college at Southeast Missouri State in Cape Girardeau, MO. I grew out my hair, rode a skateboard around campus and listened to “alternative” music. Grunge music was all the rage and a bunch of bands from Seattle who were supposedly “alternative” became the mainstream.
Bands like Pearl Jam, Nirvana, Soundgarden, Alice in Chains and Stone Temple Pilots got too big for me. I still had all of the CDs, but I wanted to be in the know, so I dug a little deeper and found bands like The Screaming Trees, Hammerbox and Mudhoney.
Fast forward 17 years later and I live in Seattle part-time and instead of spending my disposable income going out to see shows at the Showbox or Crocodile Cafe, I eat Turkey Sandwiches for fun. Instead of going out to the record store to hunt for some rarities, I search for new or out-of-the-way sandwich shops. A couple weeks ago a place called Delicatus opened up in Pioneer Square and burst onto the scene.
As an apparent honor to the Seattle music scene and one of those bands that didn’t quite make it into the mainstream, they named one of their sandwiches the Mudd Honey. This is one sick sandwich: Roast Beef, Turkey, slab Bacon and BBQ on French Roll. Amazing.
Even if you think Grunge sucks or if you don’t event remember what Grunge was, go out and get one of these sandwiches. Take it from this Grunge connoisseur, The Mudd Honey at Delicatus has a chance to be the Nirvana of Turkey Sandwiches.
My quest for Turkey Sandwiches led me to an extremely tough decision yesterday and I think this is a lesson that everyone can learn from.
While strolling through the “U district” in Seattle yesterday, I became hungry and in need of a Turkey Sandwich. There were plenty of options including some of the usual suspects like Jimmy John’s and Quizno’s. But I can eat their shit any day of the week. I wanted something different. I could have easily picked up a sandwich at Big Time Brewery where I drank four beers. I could have stopped in to Norm’s to see what they had on the menu.
I also could have tried a place called Davinci Subs. I was hungry and this was a big decision. In fact, I was so hungry that I could not afford to waste my time and money on a shitty sandwich. For 20 minutes, I paced in front of Davinci Subs waiting for some kind of sign to give me the go-ahead to walk in and order a Turkey Sandwich. It never happened. I never got that sign.
So I walked across the street and went to Which Wich.
And you know what? I enjoyed the shit out of that Pastrami Turkey Sandwich.
I realize that I have a certain responsibility to you, the readers of the Turkey Sandwich Report. I know that it’s my job to get out there and explore new and exotic Turkey Sandwiches. But yesterday it was about “ME” and I ordered that Turkey Sandwich for ME.
You might be asking “What’s the lesson here? The lesson is that this blog isn’t all about you. It’s about me and my Turkey Sandwiches. And sometimes I’m not in the mood to eat a shitty Turkey Sandwich so you can read something new on your lunch break. That’s all. If you don’t like it, go find a different Turkey Sandwich blog. I dare you.