I make it a point of trying to eat the weirdest item on any menu (or, at least, considering it) and having never eaten beef tongue before I had no choice but to eat the tongue sandwich. Also, it’s enormous. I think it was bigger than my head. Tongue, size-of-your-head. These are excellent qualities in sandwiches.
I’m disappointed that I didn’t clean the plate but … GOOD GRIEF! IT WAS THE SIZE OF MY HEAD!
Ahem. New York, I love you, but your sandwiches are freaking me out.