Can Can Wonderland, 25 August 2018

Sometimes you just need to play some adult Putt-Putt, which doesn’t mean anything porny, it just means you get to have a beer while you play. Oh, and you have to wait an hour to play so you have a sandwich.
Such is the sitch at Can Can Wonderland, which is a pretty fun time, where door charge plus a sandwich plus a pretzel with cheese plus a beer plus two whiskey sours costs sixty fuckin’ dollars and all the games are still a dollar a play. GF and I agreed that we’d rather just go to Tilt the next time we wanted to go to an arcade.
Anyway, I perused the menu - which included banh mi nachos that I almost want to go back for - and I saw some pulled pork sammies and yada yada but then I saw the Pavarotii and I was all, “Say what?”
It’s an Italian, it’s a meatball sub, it’s a pizza sub but… OK, check this out: Italian sausage, pepperoni and provolone (no doubt from Sysco) but they use marinara and giardiniera. A ragu with an antipasto? Sweet and savory marinara with sour and spicy giardiniera?
Well, there’s no reason it couldn’t work but I personally wouldn’t… Well, no. I’ve ordered artichoke hearts on pizza and that works out fine. And I’ve ventured into the Italian / meatball sub territory before with the Sub Marino. OK, let’s give this motherfucker a shot.
So, how was it?
It was, uh… uh…
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
If it weren’t for the novelty of the mini-golf, I would not pay nine dollars for this. In fact, given that they’re making money hand over fist off the games and that they seem to be charging sales tax (?) on drinks (?) (GF’s whiskey sour came out to $8.83) (?), this sandwich should not be nine dollars. This sandwich anywhere else (except a food truck) would cost six bucks.
The Italian sausage was placed on the sandwich in an odd-shaped patty form that had me thnking this was made in house and was mild with noticeable fennel. The pepperoni was there for visuals. The cheese was stretchy and flavorless (Sysco, as I suspected), the marinara was “pizza sauce”, so basically this was a pizza sub.
Oh, what’s that? You’re curious about the giardiniera? The confounding little brat in our otherwise orderly orphanage?
Well, they skimped on it. Maybe three little pieces per half. Those pieces stood out as nice sharp sour accents but it would have nice if they doubled up on it and more consistently distributed the flavor rather than sprinkle it in there here and there like little surprises.
In the end, I wasn’t displeased but I felt like I overpaid the moment I saw the size of it (with kettle chips I wasn’t interested in) and there’s room for improvement, especially when they charge nine dollars for the thing.
At least I got to play the world’s largest pinball game.

Go once, just to say you did.