i should have known what i was getting myself into today as soon as i reached the front counter at irving's. perched right next to the register, as if a sign from the sandwich gods, was the following:
corned beef, the official meat of march? cooking right on location in the irving's kitchen? granted, i know it's not march anymore but what do i care, it still felt like the equivalent of seeing the virgin mary's face appear in the smoky haze of the mezz.
(our lady of the mezzanine, patron saint of state college nightlife, has a nice ring to it, doesn't it? but back to the subject...)
eventually i pulled myself together and ordered, taking my precious cargo to a table where it would soon meet its end.
now i must be honest. i've had reubens at irving's before, and they haven't always lived up to expectations. enter sign from the sandwich gods #2: my horoscope, which told me that today i "need to change my stance" and "open up my perceptions."
ok then, i can try to be open-minded at the request of a cracked out astrologer. why not.
toasted-to-perfection rye? check.
juicy, tender corned beef? check.
flavorful sauerkraut and just enough dressing? double check.
ooey gooey cheese? you bet.
with so much corned beef, the proportion of ingredients looked a little out of whack at first glance; however, the flavor of each individual component was plenty to keep the ingredients from being lost in the large mass of meat.
so with that, i rate this little gem an A sandwich. maybe it's just because the stars were aligned, but quite frankly i don't care. i'll take good food however i can get it.
goodbye, sandwich.
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