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Originally Posted by pshrynk
At Chicago's Marshall Fields Store, which is inappropriately labelled as a Macy's there is on teh seventh floor the Frango Cafe. There shoppers can stop for refreshment and fortitude before hitting the sales floor once again. There is a sandwich called the grilled turkey sandwich that is the best damn sammich on Earth.
It is made with cinnamon bread, thickly sliced turkey breast, swiss cheese, and cranberry mayonnaise. Grilled lightly and served with kettle chips. Followed by a Frango Mint dessert. Heaven! Nirvana in a booth! I make a trip to Chicago at least once a year just to eat there.
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Awesome! Thankyou a thousand times over, just what I was looking for.
Here's the expanded bit of the scene.
Grey's delicate hands all but vanished under the foot long turkey grill sandwich. He brought it towards his mouth as a pious man might take Communion. His slitted eyes suddenly grew large and wet and filled with a mystical light.
Wasn't so mystical. As Grey chomped down on the turkey grill I counted off the ingredients that fell onto his expensive suit; swiss cheese, turkey breast, cranberry mayonaisse. A forensic scientist would have a field day if they ever found Grey dead. A field day or a picnic, I couldn't decide.