In the recent issue of Esquire, writers went “coast-to-coast” looking for the “finest meals on sliced bread.” Surprise, surprise, Cleveland made an impressive showing
Editors found the corned beef sandwich at Slyman’s Deli
on St. Clair so beautiful they wanted to weep. They described meat as a “softball-sized lump of lean the color of a Great Lakes sunset, kissed with fat and slow-cooked to succulence, then nestled between clouds of fresh bread.” Sheesh, if only our boyfriends would describe us in such loving terms …
As for po’ boys, seems we don’t have to fly to Louisiana to get an authentic sandwich. All we need do is drive over to Freddie’s rib house
, where we can get a mound of kielbasa on a sandwich editors succinctly described as “soul on white” bread.
And though we’re also often chastised for our meat and potatoes ways, seems the vegetarians among the staff also found heaven in Cleveland’s peanut butter and jelly sandwich at the Beachland Ballroom
. Covered in pancake batter, dunked in a deep fryer, and dusted with powder sugar, this classic delicacy “conceals a molten heart as sweet as Cleveland’s own,” Esquire wrote.
We couldn’t have said it better. Or maybe we could have – but it just sounds much prettier coming from Esquire. – Rebecca Meiser