We're in San Francisco this week, and despite an exhaustive search, we have yet to find anywhere serving a Rice-a-Roni sandwich. We're told the next best thing is the Menage A Trois from .
It gets its name from the fact it's chicken bathed in three sauces — barbecue, honey mustard and honey — and three cheeses: cheddar, pepper jack and Swiss.
Seth: If I only had three wishes I might wish for this sandwich three times.
Ian: The sandwich so good they named a sex thing after it.
Miles: Did you get this on the Sandwich Encounters section of Craigslist?
We ate the Menage in Dolores Park, overlooking San Francisco. I don't think it's overstating things to say everything here is better than everything everywhere else.
Peter: Honestly, watching you guys eat that sandwich is the only ugly thing I've ever seen in San Francisco.
Ian: San Francisco is so weird. How is it the guy who invented Facebook is a billionaire and the guy who invented this sandwich is not?
Miles: Can anyone arrange a meeting with venture capitalists about my new start-up, Just Buy Me More Sandwiches?
Miles: This city is so liberal, even their sandwiches are an affront to God.
Peter: Yeah, c'mon, it's barbecue sauce and Eve, not barbecue sauce and Steve.
[The verdict: This sandwich showed up on a lot of Best Sandwich in San Francisco lists, and even with that hype, it didn't disappoint. Go get one.]
Sandwich Monday is a satirical feature from the humorists at Wait, Wait ... Don't Tell Me!
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