I very rarely, if ever, get invited to the opening of a restaurant, let alone a pop-up food experience. Yet, somehow, I was sent an invitation to come out and try Sandoitchi, a semi-new sandwich concept that, apparently, is only available on Sundays. Normally I’d say no, but, seriously, how can you screw up a sandwich?
The shop was set up in an abandoned restaurant in the Plaza District, one that I think I reviewed a couple of years ago when it was a ramen joint. I showed up with my dog in tow—it was only a few blocks from my house, natch—and waited the scant few minutes as they got their specialized sandwiches ready to take home and sample, placing them neatly in small boxes and paper bags.