Today I moseyed on over to the soup and sandwich place about 15 seconds away from the office I work at. The place is called Sheila's, they make a great sandwich, and they ladle out some tasty soups.
I'm about to order my regular—usually the West Coast Club with the Magic Chicken Soup—when I notice that they have a new item on the chalkboard menu hanging up there on their newly renovated wall. It says: "BLT." So I'm like, shoot, that's definitely what I'm getting today.
Eventually I eat this BLT and it's the best one of its sandwich genre that I've had in a long time; just the right amount of bacon to lettuce to tomato to mayonnaise ratio, except for one thing that would push that well made sandwich over its well made top: it just didn't have a thin slice of smoked cheddar. But if it did, that sandwich would be an 11 out of 10 as compared to a 10 out of 10.
Thinking this in my sandwich loving heart of hearts, I head over to the till to settle the bill, and mention to the cashier (who I'm pretty sure co-owns the place): great BLT, but you know what would make it just that much better? A thin slice of smoked cheddar. And then he says, well then it wouldn't be a BLT... but we can add cheddar to it for you next time if you like.
Nice!, I say, and then without thinking, follow it up with a, and then you can call it the BCLT, or even better, name it after me—call it "The Morelli."
And then this guys stops what he's doing and says, hmmm... that has a nice ring to it. Maybe we'll do that.
Actually? I say, obviously amazed, because this is the closest I've ever come to someone considering naming a sandwich after me.
And he says, how do you spell your last name?
And I tell him how to spell it, hoping that he means what he's saying, because, well, it'd just be cool to have a sandwich named after me at a place where I find myself in a lot and spend a good amount of money at.
So I leave Sheila's after my lunch not knowing whether or not this guy was blowing smoke/just providing good customer service, or if he's really considering naming this sandwich idea after me.
So then I start thinking: let's all get together and see if we can get this guy to follow through, because, well, why not? Wouldn't it be fun to use the internet for something like this?
So who's with me—who wants to try getting a sandwich named after me?
If you're with me, contact Sheila's. And if you're too time crunched to write your own email, you can just copy and paste this email that my amazing friend and co-worker Chris already wrote and already sent to them—along with some of my other awesome co-workers:
Subject: BLT With Cheddar — "The Morelli"
Body: Hi Sheila,
Thank you for making exquisite soups and sandwiches. A good friend of mine recently attended your deli and tried your new BLT sandwich. He noted it to be excellent, but disclosed that perfection could be achieved with an added slice of smoked cheddar. With this, 'The Morelli' was born. I send this note to encourage you to add to your menu a sandwich bearing that very name. "The Morelli" would be a wonderful addition to your already excellent menu.
Thanks for your time, and passion!
And if you do get a response, email me, and I'll keep all of you updated on events as thing progress.
Disclaimer: this is not about narcissism. This is about good clean internet fun and a cool local deli that is making great food in a city overrun with chain restaurants.