S & P Lunch Resets the Jaw-Dropping New York Sanswich

The beautifully balanced sandwiches at S & P Lunch (fka Eisenberg’s) are too sensibly proportioned for the keypad kibitzers of the Instagram commentariat.

They prefer to gawk at obscenely large, triple-bypass numbers packed with gobs of various fatty meats, radioactive cheeses, flavoured mayos, deep-fried bits, ooze, thick red sauces and assorted HPFs overstuffed into their multiple layers. These monstrosities are the essence of "ongepachket", Yiddish for overkill.

We needn’t be too concerned for the health of these poison-arrowed browsers. Some are far from New York and don’t bother trying the foods that anger them before rendering an expert opinion. They run no known risk of heart disease just from browsing and venting. Their judgements are shared from afar, backed up by the best photographic evidence available to them.

Flavour and taste and texture and aroma and temperature and freshness are no longer the most important considerations.

To be clear, there is a place for obscene pastrami sandwiches. As in most spheres of pleasure, “decent” can be less of a thrill than “indecent.”

That said, the words from S&P co-owner Eric Finkelstein do make sense, especially after you’ve had the pleasure of trying his Reuben, Mel Brooks, tuna melt, Flatiron Delight or pastrami on rye.

“A balance of ingredients, thats what a sandwich is,” notes Finkelstein, “You’re stacking ingredients and you’re trying to figure out how to balance them.”

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