I go to Tartuga for lunch today in Seaside. Michael has been talking about their wonderful cubano sandwich for years. So Tasha and I share one.

My half is so thick that I cannot get it into my mouth. My mouth just doesn't open wide enough. I nibble around the edges and then open up the sandwich and eat through the layers with my fingers.

My hands, face, and shirt are spattered with sauce and cubano crumbs.