>My mouth is watering at the thought of a pound of thinly sliced beef, au jus, juice seeping into the doughy part of the thick freshly baked sourdough bun. The fragrant melding of the meat and dough wafts towards you. Perhaps some onions, perhaps some green peppers add a bit of a crunch and color.
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>It's held together only as long as the server composes the sandwich. You pay, grab your sandwich, and sit down where you can savor every last morsel. As soon as you take a bit, the juice seeps out, the bread falls apart, and you're in hog heaven.
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>Indescribable (though I've given a shot!)
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Jay,

I think that pretty much hits the nail on the head.< s >

And just think, now you can have it shipped directly to you from Portillo's.:-)