Nan's Kitchen

My friend Allen described the sandwiches there as the kind of sandwich you have day dreams about and that you feel sad starting to eat because you know that it is going to be gone too soon.

Last weekend I had my first – a handmade Italian roll that had been lightly spritzed with oil and red wine vinegar then topped with thinly sliced sopressata, fresh mozzarella, paper thin tomatoes and cucumber, chiffonade of basil and a sprinkle of salt, pepper and grated parmesan cheese. We split it 3 ways.

I was sad before it was over and in the car headed to High Street for another almost as soon as the last bite was gone.