Let Us Sing the Praises of Dallas’ Ugliest Sandwiches

Three years after Apollo 11’s lunar module eased on the moon, the roast beef sandwich landed at John’s Cafe. Like our moon, the sandwich hasn’t changed much since 1972. It’s still filled with carved bolts of roasted beef blasted to a crisp at the ends, with jiggly, melting-to-juices fat, lettuce, tomato, and mayo between toasted … Continued The post Let Us Sing the Praises of Dallas’ Ugliest Sandwiches appeared first on D Magazine.