Quite possibly the best sandwich I've ever had. I ...

Quite possibly the best sandwich I've ever had. I was introduced to Gus's on a vacation a while back, since then... I dream of those sultry sandwiches - the goodness haunts me, the sandwiches, they call to me, the know me.

It's the same story each visit - Like an addict, I can't resist the call, the itch. "I'll just save the second half for dinner later" I say as I order my full sandwich, the staff knows, they just shake their heads as if to say "she'll never learn."

The allure is in the custom turkey sandwich... my weakness, my desire, it senses my arrival and knows I can't resist those sweet sweet whole wheat buns. We retreat to the patio setting, find a table in the shade, my sandwich likes the shade It starts with one innocent bite - then euphoria sets in, everything gets cloudy, dark, peaceful, the sounds of birds fade and all gets quiet.

Suddenly I wake up covered in bread crumbs and olive oil, there's a smudge of mustard on my cheek. I rub my eyes willing them to focus, "what happened? Where is my sandwich?" My eyes focus to the carnage around me - "No! Not again!" The only evidence of our moment of passion lies in a discarded wrapper at my feet, and a small olive oil stain on my blouse, I wreak of condiments and shame... I hang my head and retreat to my car as quickly as my newly bloated walrus-esque body can muster. The regret is 100% worth it. See you tomorrow Gus's.