The manwich hunt

So the other day my wife and I were returning home from a friend’s house.  It was about 5:30pm so we were getting hungry.  Because we are going away next week, we haven’t really been doing a good job of keeping the fridge stocked up.  As we drove past the grocery store we had a crazy idea.  Lets have a manwich!

Neither of us has ever had a manwich before.  I have had sloppy joe’s as a kid but I don’t think they were ever manwich brand.  It was very exciting! (Yeah.  This is where I find entertainment.)  So our first order of business is to track down the buns.  I feel that the bread is the most important part of any sandwich so we needed to choose correctly.  We settled on Safeway’s cheese buns.  This was a good choice.  Our next item was the can of manwich sauce.  We snuck over to the canned goods isle.  It was like we were under aged kids sneaking into the liquor store to by booze.  We felt a little dirty and ashamed for seeking the meaty marvel.  It actually took us about 3 passes of the section to find the stuff.  At one point Tamara turned to me and said ‘I really don’t want to have to ask anyone for it.  It just seems wrong.’  We did locate the can, on the bottom shelf, tucked away from easy viewing.  It seemed to be stored like the entrance to a seedy bar.  A place were people who frequent those types of establishment (or dinners in our case) would know where to look but those of us who are unfamiliar with that society would have a hard time finding.  After procuring the can we dashed to the meat isle and ran for the checkout.  As we were waiting in line I thought to myself ‘I could go for a Starbucks.’  This was replaced by ‘You can’t go to Starbucks with that can in your hand!  It is unnatural’  The whole process seemed very funny to me.  You feel odd because when you have a can of manwich in your hand, everyone knows you are going to take that can of whatever it is and pour it all over meat.  You are then going to eat that meat on a bun.  There is nothing more.  Just meat on a bun.  I guess it is like buying condoms.  There really isn’t any other purpose for the product and in both cases what is done with the product is better done at home without any one else watching.

We did eat it with a side of Greek salad.  We needed something else.  I just couldn’t do it on its own and the peppers were starting to wilt.  It made for a fun dinner finding experience.  Please post about your guilty food pleasures.  What greasy, heavy foods do you just have to chase down once and a while?  

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4 Responses

  1. Great, funny post. I love a good Banquet turkey pot pie once or twice a year. I feel guilty buying them because I know they are full of fat (20 grams!) and preservatives. But such a good comfort food. No way can I have two in one sitting, though!

  2. I never liked pot pies. They taste really good but no matter how hard I try to wait and let them cool I always burn my tongue. They make me so angry!

  3. Oh geez… now i’m going to think about you guys whenever I go for the mamwich sauce!!! I love mamwiches by the way but you’re right, it’s a hard product to buy. I always hide it in the bottom of my basket, and strategically place my items to be rung through so that neither the person in front of me or the person behind me can see the can!

  4. It is truly a can of tasty shame. To be honest I really wasn’t thrilled about it. I think next time I would go for some chili on a bun. Or better yet a chili dog. Or better yet a chili bacon burger dog!! Oh hells yeah! I gotz to get my CBBD on!

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