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Thursday, July 1, 2010

Roy's Deli: Pleasantly Surprised in P-Vegas

I was on the work-release program for good behavior and got sent out on a solo mission to P-Vegas (read: “Prattville, Alabama”). Allowing the cool breeze to air out my sans-bracelet ankle, I decided to stop at a local joint and get some grub. I ended up at a place in historic downtown, just across the river from the old cotton gin, called “Roy’s Deli.” In spite of the fact that I have no idea who Roy is or whether he knows the first thing about feeding a Gumper like myself, I decided to give it a shot.

The menu offered several appealing options, and I decided to go with the chicken salad sandwich. Some of you may consider this to be a bit froo-froo, but it was hot as hell outside and I needed something light.

After receiving my sweet tea and placing my order, I was pleasantly surprised when the waitress brought me some POPCORN while I waited for the sandwich to arrive. That’s right folks: popcorn. An interesting twist on the chips and salsa offered at so-called “Mexican” restaurants, which no one who is actually Mexican ever really eats at.

Anyway, it gets better. I barely had time to get over my surprise of receiving free popcorn and eating a bit or two, when my sandwich arrived. Not only did I get a decent-sized sandwich, I also got cole slaw and TWO pickle spears. I documented the occasion in case I needed tangible evidence to prove my case later:

After attempting to eat half of the sandwich, I had so much chicken salad fall out of the bread, that I had a neat little pile of chicken salad to eat with a fork (pictured somewhat obscurely at right). Also note surprise popcorn treat in background.


So much food was provided that the cole slaw and pickle spears had to be served in a separate basket.


The chicken salad was delicious, and the bread was nice and toasted. The cole slaw was a bit bland, but I can live with that, when considered with the double-serving of pickle spears and the gratis popcorn. All in all, a nice meal in a foreign locale for about $8. It’ll never beat the Gump, but it’ll do on a hot summer day.



Maybe next time, the work-release program will release me for long enough so that I can stay for ice cream!