Ficelle, Olga, the Meat Lovers… Our ten favorite baguette sandwiches in Paris and the suburbs
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Sometimes you have to get away to remember how much a dish makes you feel at home. About fifteen years ago, after a university exchange across the Atlantic, we stopped off in Ireland on the way back. In the center of Dublin, we noticed a newsstand and snack bar, where we were delighted to be able to buy a ham and butter sandwich and Le Monde (we apologize to our employer, but there was no Libération ). We sat down in a park and bit into it: from the first bite, we were back at home. It moved us so much that since then, after returning from every long trip, we rush to the bakery, the butcher, and the dairy to buy the ingredients for a good old-fashioned sandwich.
All it takes is a few quality ingredients and a little generosity to make this snack, widely acclaimed by the French , versatile (you can put just about anything you want in it: from leftovers from yesterday's stew to raw vegetables hanging around in the fridge with some leftover cheese or hummus) and easy to eat in all circumstances, a feast.
Alas, in Paris, the plethora of options isn't always satisfying. Between the snacks drowned in mayo
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