So, as much as I liked the sandwiches, I was floored by a dish that should come with a warning label: Caution! Addictive!! I can't remember its official name, but I'm going to call this occasional special Irish-meets-Italian scalloped potatoes: slices of spuds soaking up heavy cream, bits of pancetta adding salty goodness. Yum!
I hadn't been to this Pioneer Square hot spot -- yes, the lines are still out the door -- since I met Mariners broadcaster Dave Niehaus for a Grand Salami last summer, but I'm taking a vow not to wait so long before my next meal there.