Spring 2011. I went to Knoxville, Tennessee for reasons relating to graduate programs.
Like a good foodie, I scouted out interesting restaurants on the Internet before I ever even set out on my journey.
This magnificent sandwich below was my reward for this endeavor. It can be found at the restaurant/bar,
Sunspot, on the main drag near UTK.
NOW LOOK AT IT! LOOK-AT-IT!! (The hyphens are there for your convenience b/c I hate when people scrunch their words together in an attempt to convey the rapidity with which the phrase would be said if verbalized. You're welcome, fucker.)
NOW LOOK AT IT CLOSEUP!! [hisses:] It puts the lotion on it's skin!
Ahem. Allow me to describe it to you: The star of this attraction is the blackened tofu, which was the perfect texture--not squishy, but nicely dry and toothsome--on the one occasion I had the pleasure. It's topped with this
special hummus, whose flavor profile I cannot recall, and now have only the memory of how divine it was. From the pictures you can obviously tell it was also served with alfalfa sprouts and some fresh veg for crunch. All of this was on a scrumptious ciabatta bun, paired with these glorious house-made sweet potato chips whose spice combination I also cannot recall. Nonetheless, they were delicious as well.
The singular "complaint" that I could find for it was that I liked it a little better with some mustard from the bottle on the table. But, I'm an outright mustard weirdo, so...It puts the mustard on it's skin?
At any rate, you do not know of how I have
dreamed about revisiting that sandwich. Allow me to demonstrate: [adopts Elvis impersonator voice] And now, uh, to close I'd like to sing a little diddy for, uh, a very special little lady. Sandwich, baby, this one's for you:
Sandy, can't you see?
I'm in misery.
We made a start,
Now we're apart--
There's nothin' left for me.
Love has flown,
All alone, I sit
And wonder wh - yi-yi-yi
Oh why, you left me
Oh, Sandy!
(It doesn't matter that Elvis came along way before "Grease," you pop culture whore! The point is that I actualized my impulsive vision of how I could demonstrate my abnormal love for food by not only singing to it, but placing well-known lyrics into a completely different context and altering their meaning, but without changing a single word. Geesh! This is the Internetz--it's not about validity!)
