I know this seems contradictory in many ways.
First of all, let me cleanse your mental palate. I know that many of you are thinking of Oscar Mayer when I say 'bologna.' And you'd be correct. They make bologna (pronounced 'baloney' for those of you outside of Ohio). That's like saying that Yugo makes cars. Yes, they do. But if I tell you that I've just driven the world's best car, you would not think of a Yugo. You'd think of a Ferrari...or an Astin-Martin.
That's what this sandwhich was like. The freakin' Ferrari of bologna sandwiches.
And it's in the most unlikely of places.
Go on..you know you want to. I'll wait for it....
Well, since you asked...Waldo is about 30 min. north of my house. There are 2 things that Waldo is known for.....Grohl's Furniture....and G & R Tavern.
Seems that back in 1962 the fine folks at the G&R hit upon the secret to bologna nirvana. And they've been doing it ever since.
They defy the laws of nature.
There will be a roadtrip movie to come out of this. I took the still camera (so the audio will probably be crappy), but you get the idea.
It was fun.
And one I hope to repeat soon.
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