Saltie

Speaking of sandwiches (and I could speak of sandwiches pretty much all day), Saltie has a good menu of well-named combos. The styling is reminiscent of Van Horn's: a rough-hewn mini menu with a basic inventory, but while Van Horn approaches with a printing-press style, Saltie comes right out with the individually handwritten list.

I came in here after E referred me to the Captain's Daughter, and it came as no surprise that it was the oddest creation on the menu. I deliberated a while at the counter and asked the lady behind it her opinion. She said that generally it's a good idea to make your way down the list from the top. And while generally I don't make my way back to any place (unless it's in my neigborhood or freakin' ridiculous), this was sage advice: she likened the sandwiches to a wine tasting. Perhaps I'll come in with 5 friends and do a sort of bite-each event. That actually doesn't sound very satisfying. Anyway, this woman looked me up and down, and since I was bike-sweaty with a tennis racquet sticking out of my bag and with helmet all a-dangle, she said I looked sporty so I might like the Clean Slate, too. Which I probably would. Name-wise, I was deeply attracted to the Scuttlebutt. But I ended up loving the Captain's Daughter- it was everything she said it would be: extremely fresh tasting with a lot of saltiness from the fish and olives, and not too heavy since it's on a light focaccia.
So here's to hoping I find my way back to the edge of Williamsburg, to that little triangle next to the BQE sometime soon, so I can work my way down the list.