This was all for the sake of Wednesday's issue, in which The Pitch will unveil a guide should you wish to subsist on sandwiches alone for a month. But because I ate more than 31 sandwiches (the exact number is much higher, but let's just say I've had multiple pork sandwiches for lunch on multiple days), everything couldn't fit into print. As a result, this week you'll be hearing about some of the other gut-fillers I encountered. Today's entry: the Bette Rogers at Fritz's Smoked Meats (10326 State Line), a recommendation from MRCCG based on this post.
This sandwich is a carnival game. You think you're going to win. In fact, you think you're going to order two. But then you get about halfway in, and you realize there's no free T-shirt and you're suddenly not sure what's your tongue and what's smoked meat.
This is a heavyweight with bacon, ham and smoked brisket. And that's just the meat portion. After that, it's an Italian deli case's worth of artichoke hearts and roasted red peppers. You've also got raw onion and lettuce because it's healthy. The counter guys then slap a swath of barbecue sauce onto a hoagie bun. My advice is to sample some cheese from the case to the right of the counter. If you're going to eat like a Roman, what's a few cheese cubes on toothpicks.
It's a tasty sandwich. It just easily bested me under the sheer avalanche of meat. I'll admit I faced the rest of the month feeling daunted after attempting to tackle this one in the early going. I can't say I won't be heading back. I just need a bit more meat on my bones before I take another go at the Bette Rogers.