Even if the sandwiches sucked -- and they most definitely don't -- I'd willingly spend every afternoon here if only to shoot the shit with the owner, whose infectious personality and humor can turn a horrific day into the best day ever. And if I can get one of his ham sandwiches, paved with smoked Gouda and smeared with a tarragon aioli, all the better.
Can you guess where I'm eating?
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