Sneak Peak: Midtown Lunch Takes the Salami Challenge
Since we posted about the opening of Murray’s Salami in the Grand Central Market a few weeks ago, a couple of brave souls have stepped up to take the challenge of creating a sandwich made from their top notch meats (and the bread available next door at Carrado Bakery.) The only rule was to keep it under $10 per person (and you could bring as many people as you wanted to increase the number of ingredients you could afford to put in the sandwich.) Well, I couldn’t wait any longer- and yesterday I met couple of friends of mine at the Grand Central Terminal Market to create a monstrosity worthy of the Midtown Lunch name. The full post will go up on Monday, but here’s a sneak peak at the first ingredient that went down onto the bread…
Rabbit Pate with prunes and cognac bitches! That’s right people… we’re not fucking around. I had tempered expectations going into it, but I have to say the “thing” we made could possibly have been the greatest sandwich ever created. (And no turkey, so it shouldn’t make you sick to look at the whole thing on Monday… Oh, who am I kidding. Of course it will make you sick!)
Posted by Zach Brooks at 10:28 am, November 26th, 2008 under Murray's Salami.
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Rudy, if Fortnum and Masons don’t do ‘crap’ then how do you explain this http://www.fortnumandmason.com/Product/JB-Rare-Blended-Whisky,3841,590.aspx or this http://www.fortnumandmason.com/Product/The-Famous-Grouse,3840,590.aspx . Perhaps you’re into that sort of the thing.
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Ah, this reminds me of the days when I used to go into the schmancy deli in Cambridge and pass up their overpriced sandwiches in favor of a sliver of pate and a mini-baguette for a very tasty $5. Well-played, Zach!
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Actually famous grouse is far superior then any american whisky/bourbon.
As it has history.
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McBeagle still thinks he’s Prince Charles, I see.
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Wouldn’t take the pay cut.
Now back to door greeting at walmart with your hogzilla wife.
Enjoy The Not getting on with Family Day everyone else.
And the ‘Football’…i use the term loose as 70 fat black chaps chasing a peanut is NOT football.
It’s Gay Rugby.
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Dear DocChuckles:
What special scraps will you be putting in your “wife’s” trough tomorrow? We’re all dying to know.
Truly,
Ben, NMtaB (Not Married to a Beast)
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My dearest Ben:
My wife and I are enjoying a vacation of the slopes in Vermont, actually. We are staying at the 5 star Trapp Family Lodge. My wife is a 3rd or 4th cousin of Maria Von Trapp, should that interest you.
Thus, we will be snowboarding at Stowe all moring and later enjoying a rather spectacular Thanksgiving feast at the Lodge. later we plan to repair to their fireplaced Great Room to enjoy some fine cognac and cheerful caroleing.
I hesitate to ask what you are doing. I imagine it involves a few Hungrey Man dinners and the Schlitz Malt Liquor Bull.
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Dear DocChuckles:
Good God! Have you no humanity at all? Either you or your wife alone could bring down one of their quads with your girth. Everything you say is lie though so I don’t really need to get that upset I guess.
And really, someone who relishes the “Best Western Life” as much as you do can afford a Thanksgiving weekend in Stowe? That may be the funniest part.
I’m not quite sure what a “Hungrey” Man dinner is, or how one purchases malt liquor in a bull. Maybe that’s the advantage of all your fake higher education. Or maybe you’re just drunk already.
Truly,
Ben, NMtaB
Zach there better be some condiments on that bad boy, I want to see some oil and vinegar!