I don’t need to drive to Revere to get a great roast beef sandwich. We have a local shop near here…awesome. And their best is their meatball grinder. Really good.
The best roast beef sandwich I’ve ever had was at the Prather Ranch eatery in the Ferry Building in San Francisco. The roast beef was roasted and sliced perfectly,moist, and they weren’t skimpy with it either. I hate roast beef sandwiches where you take a bite and half the meat comes out with that bite. Not with this sandwich - very easy to bite through and just get that biteful. Yum.
@sevmom , I was at the Cranberry location. The other time I was there was not the original, but was still close to the city. I’m not going for strike 3.
I don’t blame you @CottonTales !
Chicago has the jibarito sandwich which was created by Puerto Rican immigrants. The jibarito is a sandwich made with flattened, fried green plantains instead of bread, garlic-flavored mayonnaise, and a filling that typically includes meat, usually steak, cheese, lettuce and tomato. The plantains should be thin and crispy.
In southern Arizona, Sonoran hot dogs and carne seca.
Sonoran hot dogs = hot dog wrapped in bacon in a huge bun, covered with pinto beans, shredded cheese, a drizzle of thin sour cream, a drizzle of Mexican guacamole (not the chunky American guacamole), & some pico de gallo. Then go to the salsa section of the hot dog vendor’s cart, food truck, or restaurant (if you’re going to El Guero Canelo in Tucson) and load up on whatever extra salsa & toppings you want (like jalapenos, pickled red onion, 4 or so different kinds of salsa).
Carne seca - I’ve only seen it served in Mexican restaurants around Tucson. Locally owned & operated ones. The chain restaurants like Macayo’s usually doesn’t serve it. It’s amazing.
I forgot to add…
Indian tacos. It’s not a politically correct term for it, but that’s even what the local Native Americans here refer to them as. Indian fry bread usually with a slow cooked shredded meat that’s been cooking for hours and hours in a green or red chile sauce. Topped with lettuce and shredded cheese.
Or the dessert equivalent - Indian fry bread topped with honey and powdered sugar.
You can get them practically every day of the week at the mission just south of Tucson. Super good!
San Francisco: the sourdough bread. Sourdough bread from anywhere else doesn’t taste the same.
And also in San Francisco: dim sum in Chinatown. Amazing food!
@tucsonmom Those sound AMAZING!
One order of that item described in post #305 at about 1pm this afternoon please. 
I want to hear more about the carne seca, too. Like . . . what is it (besides dried meat)?
It’s funny: One of my sisters spent four years in college in Tucson. But her taste in food was so narrow then, that in the entire time she spent in Tucson she never, not even once, ate any kind of Mexican (or hybrid -Mex) food. We would joke – but it was true – that she wouldn’t set foot in a restaurant unless it had fried zucchini on the menu. (For you young 'uns, there was a time in the early 80s when fried zucchini was a popular appetizer in the sort of somewhat-classier-than-fast-food chain restaurant that you would find in a suburban mall. I’ll explain “mall” to you some other time.) When I visited her, I had to sneak off to find Mexican food to try. Her entire sorority seemed dedicated to making the experience of living in Tucson come as close as possible to that of living in Scarsdale, Winnetka, Ladue.
I’mm wondering whether anyone else remembers a few favorite poor student places from Boston/Cambridge, back in the 70s.
The Hawk Shop on Mass Ave, just pass the corner–or possibly on the corner–of Beacon Street. We were particularly fond of the burger club sub with mustard, which could be split between two people. It was named for Red Sox player Ken Harrelson, who may or may not have been an owner.
The No Name restaurant on Fish Pier. Very simple but extremely fresh and perfectly cooked seafood at a great price. Huge portions of things like fried scallops or shrimp, grilled swordfish.
Mr. Bartley’s Burger Cottage on Mass Ave in Cambridge. Wonderful thin onion rings, hot cider, perfect blue cheese burger, ahhhh.
And of course the beloved Muffin House almost next to, or possibly actually next to, Nini’s Corner, the ultimate news stand
Bartley’s and No Name were highlights in my day. Good times.
No Name…for those of us who couldn’t afford Jimmy’s or Anthony’s, the more upscale seafood restaurants.
I’d almost forgotten about No Name. Thanks for the reminder.
No Name was around in the early 90s. Been there.
(Oh, looks like it’s still open.)
Boston used to be a pretty crappy dining out town back in the 70s, 80s, even the 90s. It’s come a long way since then. I think there are better places to spend one’s dining dollar these days.
Found this article from last year. I had no idea it was that old!
http://www.masslive.com/news/boston/index.ssf/2017/05/signature_seafood_dishes_at_bo.html