I hated Sacks when I first moved here, but I have come to accept it as part of my life. Though the sandwich names are pretentious, they are, unfortunately, better than the other "classic" sandwich places in the area (insert a cough in which you swear you hear me say "Bison Witches"). And the cookie (when they haven't run out) is a joyous end to any lunch time adventure (as long as you don't accidentally throw it out).