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La Pastina Deli

Today, I ventured on the oversized Pringles can, which is the Glasgow subway to Hillhead,  avoiding any head injury on my journey there. I had built up an appetite; La Pastina Deli was my target for today's carbohydrate combination critique. I had bestowed La Pastina Deli with my presence a few weeks prior. On that occasion, I selected the "Bourdain", which contains ham, salami, prosciutto, mortadella, sliced mozzarella, mustard mayo, olive tapenade and rocket. I then found a secluded spot in the Botanic Gardens and enjoyed this fine sandwich whilst basking in the sun without a care. As I had previously enjoyed this sandwich so much, and it generally is the case that history repeats itself, I ordered the "Bourdain" again. I'm saddened to report that history did, in fact, not repeat itself. The experience just wasn't the same; the sandwich just felt a bit too meat-centric this time, and the mozzarella was like Aldi precut cheese (nothing wrong with that, although just not what you expect with a sandwich using Anthony Bourdain's name), lacking in an additional form of greenery such as thinly sliced lettuce and the mustard mayo and olive tapenade were on some WW2 rationing system. All of these factors made the sandwich very dry; it took me 85 chews (I counted) before I could ingest an average-sized bite. If it weren't for the lime-flavoured Jarrito, the experience would have been much worse. I'm rather upset that I didn't enjoy it this time, as anything with the name Bourdain tagged to it should have higher quality control standards so as not to impact his legacy negatively. With these points in mind, I'll give this sandwich a 3/5; this is a fair result as I've seen the sandwich at its best and its worst, so a slightly above mid-table result is quite accurate. 



Suns out Sannys out

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