Sandwich wars: The Rays strike back!

After the Phillies took game one of the World Series, I noted their home city's contribution to world cuisine: the cheesesteak. The accompanying photo looked so tasty it gave me an idea. Maybe if we ate a cheesesteak prior to the game, it would bring the Rays a little luck.

We did, and the Rays won. Coincidence? Probably. I mean, we had Big Game James on the mound, and I think he had more to do with the victory than crusty bread, thinly sliced ribeye, sauteed onions, peppers and mushrooms slathered in Cheez Whiz.

But I'm the superstitious type, so cheesesteaks will be on the menu again Saturday. If any of you Phillies fans out there (I'm looking at you, Humboldt Blue) care to see if your sandwich mojo can overcome mine, you'll need to make yourself a Cuban sandwich.

Acquire a loaf of geniune Cuban bread and layer it with thinly sliced roast pork, genoa salami, boiled ham and Swiss cheese. Spread equal parts of musturd and mayo on one slice of the bread. (The condiments must be mixed on the same slice, not separated by the contents of the sandwich.) Top it with pickles if you so desire. Press the sandwich on a grill (a George Foreman thingie works fine). Slice catty-corner and lengthwise, not cross-wise as pictured above.

You'll enjoy the sandwich, if not the game. Cause the mighty Garza is coming to town.