Being a native of Philadelphia, I like to think I know a thing or two about giant Italian sandwiches.  Whether you call them hoagies, subs or grinders, a heaping sandwich by any other name would taste just as delicious.  Being a general food-enthusiast (I hate the word foodie), I thought

I love sandwiches to an embarrassing extent. They are compact and deeply satisfying; making a great one requires an understanding of the delicate nature of balance and portion in food. Also, holy jesus, are they delicious. But sandwiches get a bad rap from time to time, especially when people try