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| - Confessions of a Crazy Southern Foodie or Lord, Have Mercy.....I'm Craving Bánh Mì.
It's Sunday at 3:30 p.m.
It's 58 degrees.
There's a cold rain falling.
It's the middle of football season, and the Charlotte Panthers are playing.
I'm wearing my favorite black, 3X, Chum Lee t-shirt. Khaki shorts. My favorite sweat stained khaki, but oh so comfortable, Nautica baseball cap with the leaping sailfish. I have on my most roached out but comfortable, twenty year old, gray Hushpuppies, that I use to mow the yard and paint. I haven't shaved today......
and I have an irresistible craving for Bánh Mì.
Most people would ignore the craving and watch the football game.
There is no other Bánh Mì in the immediate area that tops Le's, and it's over an hour away.
My solution, two words: "Road Trip."
I slowly make my way to Charlotte via highway 321 and I-85 North.
I exit at Sugar Creek, and take note of the two hookers ambling up the sidewalk. One has bright red hair, and I'm not so sure that the other one is not a trannie. I just know that I have never been drunk enough to contemplate hooking up with either.
Entering the Asian Corner Mall via the Greensboro Avenue entrance gives my vehicle the best chance for survival, so that's the plan.
Getting to Le's basically means off-roading in one's car.
I get to Le's Sandwiches and there's a line back to the door.
The people in front of me are first timers and they "have no idea" what they want to order.
They look back at me and announce, "maybe this man knows what he wants." This man DOES know, and he knew when he left home more than an hour ago.
Me: "Two # 6's and one #8."
Mr. Le: "For here or to go?"
Me: "To go."
Mr. Le: "Do you want your sandwiches on a baguette?"
{No hesitation}
Me: "Yes!"
Aside: If anyone ever asks you whether you want ANYTHING on a baguette, the answer should be a resounding "YES!"
Three Bánh Mì were made and I got back over a dollar in change from a ten spot.
The ride home seems short. I contemplate my future, my job, and what I am passionate about. I reach the conclusion that my current job is not something that I care to do any longer. Life's too short to do something that one doesn't enjoy.
I unwrapped a #6 and poured myself a homebrewed Cerveza, my next to last. I poured this into my Munich Oktoberfest one litre mug in honor of Hickory's Oktoberfest which was happening this weekend. I find that beer pairs extremely well with Le's Bánh Mì.
I ate the #6, and it was so delicious that I proceeded to devour a #8 as well.
Were the sandwiches as good as I remember them?
"Why, yes - yes they were."
Am I crazy for driving two hours round trip to get Bánh Mì at Le's Sandwiches?
"Why, yes - yes I am."
I freely admit that driving two hours to eat anywhere is insanity, but Le's Bánh Mì are totally worth the inconvenience and the lengthy drive.
On a positive note, I have one #6 Bánh Mì left for tomorrow, and an almost full bottle of Sriracha.
Le's Sandwiches.....there is no substitute.
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