So, this was Josh's birthday lunch at Noshville on 21st in yes, Nashville, where we ate pastrami-piled-on-potato-pancake sandwiches and Monte Cristos, which for those who don't know, is a ham and turkey melt fried inside a french toast/funnel cake ball and coated with powdered sugar and my head just exploded. It was all SO GOOD, and according to the Jersey Boy, not a bad Southern rendition of a New York deli as it claims to be. The snow has blinded my brain and I can no longer type succinct sentences, so I suggest you get a map. Of my brain. And a sandwich. Because now you're hungry.
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