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10/10/2003 Entry: "MMmm... Amatos!"

So last night, Susan and I took Julia to see Dragon Tales in Portland. Julia was hungry as soon as we left, so we got her a Happy Meal before we left Rockland. Susan and I weren't hungry, and we decided we'd grab something on the way home. So, we stopped into Amatos. Amatos, for those of you out of state, is responsible for the Italian sandwich, as it's known up here. Ham (sometimes salami), cheese, peppers, onions, tomatoes, pickles, olives, salt, pepper, and oil. It's another of those symbiotic gestalt things, where the total is greater than the sum of the parts. And let me tell you, the Amatos version is even better than normal. Why? I'm not sure, but I have a theory on the pickles. I noticed last night that they sell jars of their pickles separately. I'm thinking they may be homemade. They had quite a bit of snap to 'em. Very delicious. Those Italians sure can cook, right WOP?

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Father rated Amato's three steps ahead of prime rib. As a kid, we never went to Portland without stopping on India Street to get an Italian. I had one last week. Was good.

Posted by Dad @ 10/11/2003 06:44 AM EST

This is no lie; When I was a kid, I remember that my older cousins would sometimes make an "Amato's Run." Literally, driving 4 hours round trip from SoHo (South Hope) and bringing back DOZENS of Real Italians to be consumed by the entire clan with Humpty Dumpty chips and Moxie. For those who have not had one, I can't explain, you wouldn't understand. Go get one.

Posted by Paddy @ 10/11/2003 09:37 AM EST

I was just at Amato's on India street only a few weeks ago with my father. The italians they served that day were not their best. My father's was so over oiled he threw it away. Mind you my father is a huge Amato's fan.

I think my father is sort of getting to that age where nothing is as good as it used to be if you know what i mean. I should mention that in fairness. According to him no italian can match the ones they used to get in little italy when he was stationed in Boston.

Posted by Jim @ 10/11/2003 11:30 AM EST

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