Wich?
I decided I had to “blog” this, as it’s fairly unique in the scheme of things.
There is this new “concept sandwich joint” in Norman, called Which Wich? (question mark included), which (ha ha) has a novel kind of ordering system. You tell them Which [sand]Wich you want by the use of this cutesy-pootsy brown-paper sack, multiple varieties of which are available at a kiosk at the front of the store.
You are “allowed” to draw on the back with the same red marker with which you “order”. This is a creativity thing.
They take your bag, and a good portion of the contents of your wallet, especially given the diminutive size of the Wich itself (come hungry, leave hungry), and they clip that sucker onto a clothesline (the bag, not the wallet or the Wich).
The cooks then whip up your sandwich, put it in one of those conveyor-toasters, and slide the bag down the assembly line of sorts.
You then get the sandwich and pretend to get full eating it, while enjoying the lesser amount of butt dentage your wallet makes now that it is totally empty.
You also enjoy the company of a gaggle of sorority girls, who allegedly enjoy paying top-dollar for small sandwiches, and they may actually get full on them.
As far as the food goes, it was really good, especially the turkey, cranberry sauce, and stuffing combination. I suppose you get boutique sizes, at boutique prices, for a fairly boutique sandwich.
The funny thing is that Which Wich? is basically one store down the road from another overly-expensive sandwich shop, which I visited today (Jimmy John’s). After going there, I decided that I wouldn’t go back, because it’s too expensive, and there’s no cornbread stuffing on the sandwiches.
There is another sandwich shop on the other side of Which Wich?, which is called Mr. Goodcents. Goodcents uses a more Subway-like model, meaning they have larger sandwiches and lower prices. However, no stuffing, as well.
The verdict: Norman has too dang many sandwich shops.