Egyptian Hawawshi
The pita bread was slit open and filled with a thin layer of a meat mixture that stayed pleasingly moist after baking, mildly flavored with onion and garlic, with pickles on the side to act as palate cleansers between bites.
The pita bread was slit open and filled with a thin layer of a meat mixture that stayed pleasingly moist after baking, mildly flavored with onion and garlic, with pickles on the side to act as palate cleansers between bites.
Combining the sausage and the tomato sauce deadened the unique but subtle flavors of each a bit, but the combined flavor was good, and the butter kept the sandwich from being too dry. A solid combination, but nothing I’d rush to repeat.
The sharp mustard has a bit more bite than a typical yellow American mustard but between it and the sliced onion there’s enough of a pungent, acidic punch to cut through the richness of butter and a thick slice of cheese.
The buckwheat crepe was soft and flexible but pulled apart easily. This galette became almost an equal partner in the flavor, and its earthy, nutty flavors complemented the sweetly savory sausage well.
The beef-and-pork patty brings to mind chorizo while the sauce hits sweet, sour, and savory notes, again paprika-forward, while the shoestring potatoes are crisp and salty and fun to bite into.
The sandwich is quite filling between the potatoes, the eggs, and the richness of the fried bread, yet the tomato and cucumber salad keeps it from feeling too heavy.
The fennel-laced sausage and the natural sweetness of bell peppers, the bright marinara sauce and the salty, stretchy mildness of melted mozzarella are barely held together by the sturdy chewiness of a French roll
Some alchemy happens as the sauce simmers, the ketchup and soy sauce mingling with the beef juices and the cooked onions. Combined with crisp buttered bread and melted American cheese? It’s magical.
The hot dog was of the jumbo, casingless variety, unremarkable apart from how crisply bronzed both it and the bacon were by their bath in hot oil. What cheese remained was negligible.
I’ve eaten three Flæskesteg sandwiches this week and I’ll probably have another for lunch tomorrow. It is as good a fast food sandwich as I think you’re likely to find.
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