Twelve dollars has become a strange line in the sand at lunch. Cross it, and suddenly a sandwich starts feeling like a small financial decision.
Albany still has deli counters where that number buys something far more satisfying. New York takes sandwiches seriously, and the capital keeps proving that a good one does not need a fancy price tag.
The real test comes when the wrapper opens. Bread should hold together, fillings should reach the edges, and the whole thing should feel generous without turning into a mess…