
Nylarthotep |

I think Gran has accepted that hoagies, subs, and hot dogs are sandwiches. It is NH that feels it must be two slices of bread.
Gran's edge is whether it is actually bread being used. The distinction between bread, muffins, and tortillas is thin, but articulated. I am not sure I agree that this is the defining nature of sandwich, but it is inclusive enough to find a home for your grandmother's hot dog sandwiches.

Mark Hoover 330 |
I think Gran has accepted that hoagies, subs, and hot dogs are sandwiches. It is NH that feels it must be two slices of bread.
Gran's edge is whether it is actually bread being used. The distinction between bread, muffins, and tortillas is thin, but articulated. I am not sure I agree that this is the defining nature of sandwich, but it is inclusive enough to find a home for your grandmother's hot dog sandwiches.
Ok Nekkid Narl, but where do I find a home for wrap sandwiches? It is sometimes, but not always considered a sandwich, even though it's typically built on a piece of food substance referred to as "flatbread." Gran has already ruled this is definitively NOT a sandwich, but how does that line up with the "sometimes" part of this classification?
In all seriousness, I think if you want to call something a sandwich, its a sandwich.

NobodysHome |

I like the whole "sandwich" discussion because it shows just how hard lawyers and lawmakers have it, and gives people some insight into just how ugly it is.
For example, "What is murder?"
"It's the premeditated killing of another human being."
"But what about euthanasia?"
"But what about the death penalty?"
"But what about xxx?"
Searching for exceptions is what both lawyers and mathematicians do best.
So, in terms of sandwiches, it seems that the generally-agreed-upon principle is, "One food substance enclosed in another."
It's hard to get any more specific than that. People on no-carb diets will vehemently argue that their ground beef patty between two lettuce leaves is definitively a "sandwich", although there is no bread involved, leavening or not.
I've been miscrontrued multiple times for my statement that it's "two" pieces of bread. A hot dog bun isn't always separated, but I consider a hot dog a sandwich. Same with a split roll. Just because the split doesn't go all the way through doesn't suddenly make it "not a sandwich". And I already accepted open-faced sandwiches (even a PBJ on only one slice of bread) to be an acceptable "variant" on the sandwich theme.
So Task #1: Define a sandwich.
Do plants have to be involved at all? Is a grilled chicken breast between two ground beef patties a sandwich? What about grain? Is the aforementioned ground beef patty between two lettuce leaves? They definitely have the expected form of a sandwich, but not the expected ingredients.
So, is a sandwich defined by its form, or by its ingredients? We can't really proceed if we can't even agree on that basic premise...

Nylarthotep |

FWIW, my personal definition falls under
An item having a primary source of flavor and a flavor conveyance mechanism that loosely surrounds the source of flavor and that can be lifted from the plate and carried to the mouth by grasping the flavor conveyance mechanism.
As a personal preference, I believe that the flavor conveyance mechanism should be grain based, but I am willing to accept that non-traditional flavor conveyance mechanisms (e.g., the aforementioned lettuce wrap, a slice of ham between two slices of cheese, a slice of cheese between two apple wedges) may be termed by the apostates as a sandwich.
This does have the effect of requiring you to stretch the second part of the definition to cover hot browns and open faced sandwiches. Although I note that if you grab the bread underneath the roast beef and squeeze it around the roast beef, you have, in effect, met my definition.
I accept that the heretics and the apostates will not agree with my personal definition and do not choose to die on this hill, so they are welcome to define as they wish.
:)

Mark Hoover 330 |
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As my sainted grandmother who taught me to respect hot dog sandwiches always used to say, "you don't know what's GOOD!"
Portillo's is the one chain that is worth going to, IMO. The dogs are good; the beef is good; the sasage is good. That's right... sasage! As in "pass me couple two-tree sasages over by dere"
Portillo's is a Chicago institution that actually kept its quality as it expanded out through the suburbs and into Arizona first (where Dick Portillo retired to back in the day). That's saying something since there's a cheap Vienna Beef hot dog joint on nearly EVERY other corner in the Chicagoland area or near-west suburbs.
Anyway, in all seriousness I miss my first home and being in MN everything is BAD chains, like Perkins or Arby's. When Portillo's moved up here a few years ago, I finally got a little bit of my food culture back. Sure, not the HEALTHIEST part of my food culture, but some of it anyhow. I'd say, if you're ever near one, stop in and get a dog.

Freehold DM |

Aaaaand... California Man asks, "What the heck is a Portillos?"
(Invokes the Great Goddess Google)
...aaaaand... the closest one is... in Bueno Park, California, an easy 401-mile, 6.5-hour drive.
For a chain sandwich.
I'm thinking I'll take a hard pass, thanks.
Portillos is home to amazing foods. I'm willing to drive to Chicago of all places to enjoy some.

Vanykrye |

I want one of these!!!
I used to have a crossbow pistol (60 lb draw) that fired that same size bolt. Those bolts are really inaccurate. It was still fun, but if you wanted to hit the target with any reasonable claim to "I meant to hit that" you needed to be no more than 10-12 feet away. 15 was asking too much.

gran rey de los mono |
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Where do YOU get off, telling me, my grandmother, and the rest of the people in this thread how to live? Who made you the god of sandwiches?
Never told anyone how to live, just said what is and isn't a sandwich.
As for who made me the God of Sandwiches? The Lady of the Mayonnaise Jar, her arm gooped with radiant spread, held aloft the legendary bread knife Ginsu-ber from the bosom of Lake Hellmann's. Thus signifying that I, by acclaim of all the gods, old and new, shall transcend mere humanity and join all the pantheons as the God of Sandwiches.

lisamarlene |

Mark Hoover 330 wrote:Where do YOU get off, telling me, my grandmother, and the rest of the people in this thread how to live? Who made you the god of sandwiches?Never told anyone how to live, just said what is and isn't a sandwich.
As for who made me the God of Sandwiches? The Lady of the Mayonnaise Jar, her arm gooped with radiant spread, held aloft the legendary bread knife Ginsu-ber from the bosom of Lake Hellmann's. Thus signifying that I, by acclaim of all the gods, old and new, shall transcend mere humanity and join all the pantheons as the God of Sandwiches.
gran gets cookies.

gran rey de los mono |
gran rey de los mono wrote:gran gets cookies.Mark Hoover 330 wrote:Where do YOU get off, telling me, my grandmother, and the rest of the people in this thread how to live? Who made you the god of sandwiches?Never told anyone how to live, just said what is and isn't a sandwich.
As for who made me the God of Sandwiches? The Lady of the Mayonnaise Jar, her arm gooped with radiant spread, held aloft the legendary bread knife Ginsu-ber from the bosom of Lake Hellmann's. Thus signifying that I, by acclaim of all the gods, old and new, shall transcend mere humanity and join all the pantheons as the God of Sandwiches.
Cookies for the Bread God! Oreos for the Throne of Keebler!

Red Shirt # 44 |
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Mark Hoover 330 wrote:Where do YOU get off, telling me, my grandmother, and the rest of the people in this thread how to live? Who made you the god of sandwiches?Never told anyone how to live, just said what is and isn't a sandwich.
As for who made me the God of Sandwiches? The Lady of the Mayonnaise Jar, her arm gooped with radiant spread, held aloft the legendary bread knife Ginsu-ber from the bosom of Lake Hellmann's. Thus signifying that I, by acclaim of all the gods, old and new, shall transcend mere humanity and join all the pantheons as the God of Sandwiches.
Listen, you. Strange women hiding in jars distributing butterknives is no basis for a system of theology. Supreme divine power derives from a mandate from the worshipers, not from some farcical pantryotic ceremony.

lisamarlene |
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gran rey de los mono wrote:Listen, you. Strange women hiding in jars distributing butterknives is no basis for a system of theology. Supreme divine power derives from a mandate from the worshipers, not from some farcical pantryotic ceremony.Mark Hoover 330 wrote:Where do YOU get off, telling me, my grandmother, and the rest of the people in this thread how to live? Who made you the god of sandwiches?Never told anyone how to live, just said what is and isn't a sandwich.
As for who made me the God of Sandwiches? The Lady of the Mayonnaise Jar, her arm gooped with radiant spread, held aloft the legendary bread knife Ginsu-ber from the bosom of Lake Hellmann's. Thus signifying that I, by acclaim of all the gods, old and new, shall transcend mere humanity and join all the pantheons as the God of Sandwiches.
aaand Orthos gets cookies.

CrystalSeas |

As for who made me the God of Sandwiches? The Lady of the Mayonnaise Jar, her arm gooped with radiant spread, held aloft the legendary bread knife Ginsu-ber from the bosom of LakeHellmann'sDuke's. Thus signifying that I, by acclaim of all the gods, old and new, shall transcend mere humanity and join all the pantheons as the God of Sandwiches.
FTFY

gran rey de los mono |
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gran rey de los mono wrote:Listen, you. Strange women hiding in jars distributing butterknives is no basis for a system of theology. Supreme divine power derives from a mandate from the worshipers, not from some farcical pantryotic ceremony.Mark Hoover 330 wrote:Where do YOU get off, telling me, my grandmother, and the rest of the people in this thread how to live? Who made you the god of sandwiches?Never told anyone how to live, just said what is and isn't a sandwich.
As for who made me the God of Sandwiches? The Lady of the Mayonnaise Jar, her arm gooped with radiant spread, held aloft the legendary bread knife Ginsu-ber from the bosom of Lake Hellmann's. Thus signifying that I, by acclaim of all the gods, old and new, shall transcend mere humanity and join all the pantheons as the God of Sandwiches.
Stick around and see the violence inherent to the system. Someone's gonna get oppressed.

gran rey de los mono |
gran rey de los mono wrote:As for who made me the God of Sandwiches? The Lady of the Mayonnaise Jar, her arm gooped with radiant spread, held aloft the legendary bread knife Ginsu-ber from the bosom of LakeFTFYHellmann'sDuke's. Thus signifying that I, by acclaim of all the gods, old and new, shall transcend mere humanity and join all the pantheons as the God of Sandwiches.
I actually use Miracle Whip. I know it isn't really mayonnaise, but it's what I grew up with and I like it.

Mark Hoover 330 |
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Well, since hot dogs are officially sandwiches now, I really relished this debate. I hope NH can ketchup to the rest of us on this point.
Celery salt.
Also, I never said the people of Portillo's were any good, just the food. True story, and red flag number 1 of many... MANY flags I should've seen over the years: my ex wife and I dated in HS before taking a long break from one another and eventually then getting back together, marrying, and divorcing.
What broke us up? She cheated on me, with one of my best friends at the time... who was not only an assistant manager of a Portillo's but a devout advocate of the entire corporation.
Yes, the people of Portillo's that I've encountered in my personal life have all been pretty bad. Their Italian beef and sausage combo however, served with hot peppers and a bit of cheddar cheese? Glorious!

Freehold DM |

Well, since hot dogs are officially sandwiches now, I really relished this debate. I hope NH can ketchup to the rest of us on this point.
Celery salt.
Also, I never said the people of Portillo's were any good, just the food. True story, and red flag number 1 of many... MANY flags I should've seen over the years: my ex wife and I dated in HS before taking a long break from one another and eventually then getting back together, marrying, and divorcing.
What broke us up? She cheated on me, with one of my best friends at the time... who was not only an assistant manager of a Portillo's but a devout advocate of the entire corporation.
Yes, the people of Portillo's that I've encountered in my personal life have all been pretty bad. Their Italian beef and sausage combo however, served with hot peppers and a bit of cheddar cheese? Glorious!
I didn't know Portillos was so salacious.

Red Shirt # 44 |
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Red Shirt # 44 wrote:Stick around and see the violence inherent to the system. Someone's gonna get oppressed.gran rey de los mono wrote:Listen, you. Strange women hiding in jars distributing butterknives is no basis for a system of theology. Supreme divine power derives from a mandate from the worshipers, not from some farcical pantryotic ceremony.Mark Hoover 330 wrote:Where do YOU get off, telling me, my grandmother, and the rest of the people in this thread how to live? Who made you the god of sandwiches?Never told anyone how to live, just said what is and isn't a sandwich.
As for who made me the God of Sandwiches? The Lady of the Mayonnaise Jar, her arm gooped with radiant spread, held aloft the legendary bread knife Ginsu-ber from the bosom of Lake Hellmann's. Thus signifying that I, by acclaim of all the gods, old and new, shall transcend mere humanity and join all the pantheons as the God of Sandwiches.
You can’t expect to wield supreme theocratic power just because some eggy tart threw silverware at you. If I went around saying I was god-emperor just because some whipped bint had lobbed a spatula at me, they’d put me away!

gran rey de los mono |
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gran rey de los mono wrote:You can’t expect to wield supreme theocratic power just because some eggy tart threw silverware at you. If I went around saying I was god-emperor just because some whipped bint had lobbed a spatula at me, they’d put me away!Red Shirt # 44 wrote:Stick around and see the violence inherent to the system. Someone's gonna get oppressed.gran rey de los mono wrote:Listen, you. Strange women hiding in jars distributing butterknives is no basis for a system of theology. Supreme divine power derives from a mandate from the worshipers, not from some farcical pantryotic ceremony.Mark Hoover 330 wrote:Where do YOU get off, telling me, my grandmother, and the rest of the people in this thread how to live? Who made you the god of sandwiches?Never told anyone how to live, just said what is and isn't a sandwich.
As for who made me the God of Sandwiches? The Lady of the Mayonnaise Jar, her arm gooped with radiant spread, held aloft the legendary bread knife Ginsu-ber from the bosom of Lake Hellmann's. Thus signifying that I, by acclaim of all the gods, old and new, shall transcend mere humanity and join all the pantheons as the God of Sandwiches.
Oh look, a peasant that's about to be bloody.

Red Shirt # 44 |
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Red Shirt # 44 wrote:Oh look, a peasant that's about to be bloody.gran rey de los mono wrote:You can’t expect to wield supreme theocratic power just because some eggy tart threw silverware at you. If I went around saying I was god-emperor just because some whipped bint had lobbed a spatula at me, they’d put me away!Red Shirt # 44 wrote:Stick around and see the violence inherent to the system. Someone's gonna get oppressed.gran rey de los mono wrote:Listen, you. Strange women hiding in jars distributing butterknives is no basis for a system of theology. Supreme divine power derives from a mandate from the worshipers, not from some farcical pantryotic ceremony.Mark Hoover 330 wrote:Where do YOU get off, telling me, my grandmother, and the rest of the people in this thread how to live? Who made you the god of sandwiches?Never told anyone how to live, just said what is and isn't a sandwich.
As for who made me the God of Sandwiches? The Lady of the Mayonnaise Jar, her arm gooped with radiant spread, held aloft the legendary bread knife Ginsu-ber from the bosom of Lake Hellmann's. Thus signifying that I, by acclaim of all the gods, old and new, shall transcend mere humanity and join all the pantheons as the God of Sandwiches.
Oh, did you hear that? Did you hear that, eh? That’s what I’m on about! Did you see him repressing me? You saw it, didn’t you? Come see the violence inherent in the system! Help! Help! I’m being repressed!