…what a strange world this is right now.
Last Tuesday, I got an email from our son. He on a fishing
trip down in Florida. There was no message, no attachment, but the subject was
“Lobster Reuben.” Was he kidding me? He knows I’m a Reuben fanatic. Nope! I
googled it, and there it was: Lobster Reuben - a Florida Keys specialty. Some people
must love ‘em, otherwise why would they sell ‘em. I love lobster, I love
sauerkraut, but lobster with sauerkraut ain’t gonna pass my lips.
I am getting a little peeved with all the sandwiches
mislabeled as Reubens. The worst menu listing I’ve seen lists a Reuben as
“Turkey or corned beef, 1000 Island Dressing, slaw or kraut, with Swiss cheese
on rye toast.” Turkey? Slaw?
That’s like mixing rye and vermouth and calling it a
martini.
p.s. The very, very best Reuben I ever had was served at the
now defunct D & H Restaurant in Pittsburgh, New York. Why was it so good?
The owner-chef made the sauerkraut from scratch. I’ve had some pretty good
Reubens since then, but that one was memorable.
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