I think I'm going to get fat working at my new job.

Today I was out on my lunch break exploring the area and I discovered an Arthur Avenue Deli just a mile or two down the road.

There I had the best roast beef sandwich of my entire life, and you'll have to trust me when I say I have eaten a lot of roast beef sandwiches. It was so good that I didn't want it to end. I actually felt some twinges of sadness when I swallowed the last bite.

It was so rare and juicy that the meat drippings stained my hard roll in a bloody shade of crimson. They layered on the perfect sized slabs of fresh beef without so much as a hint of grizzle, and yellow American cheese with just the right amount of mayo and a crisp deli pickle on the side, ripe for squirting pickle juice into the merging crevices of meat and cheese. Not to mention the bread.....oh the bread.

Sorry if this offends any vegetarians out there - I mean I am absolutely a true animal lover.....but I am not an herbivore, I'm a carnivore.

Cleary I am also not Jewish, gluttonously consuming two dairy items in one sitting. Had I a large vanilla milk shake from the Carvel next door to wash everything down, I may have entered pure nirvana. Next time.