ABOVE: Ilene’s Dream makes any day the day after Thanksgiving.
BULL’S HEAD MARKET: 2 HIGH RIDGE PARK, STAMFORD [THE SECRET LOCATION]
Despite possessing a name offensive to a proud Bay Area native, The Frisco sandwich at Bull’s Head Market is pretty good. Lord knows I love me some avocado and bacon.
But I’ve since come to embrace the Ilene’s Dream: a heap of a Thanksgiving-leftover sandwich that when paired with a big bag of kettle chips, not only fulfills half of my daily caloric requirements but also leaves me with pangs of sentimentality.
OK, it’s just a sandwich. But it’s a pretty damn good sandwich; filled with stuffing, lots of mayo and cranberry sauce [from the can, the way I like it].
My boss claims it doesn’t hold a candle to The Gobbler from Humphreys Bakery on Martha’s Vineyard. The differences are chiefly Humphreys’ use of a ‘real’ chunks of mixed dark and light meat, not warmed sliced deli-style turkey breast and the use of a more robust multi-grain bread. I must agree, I would welcome these improvements, but it is what it is.
Bull’s Head Market eventually closed down its namesake location, but opened a tiny self-service spot downtown on Summer St. and a couple in Norwalk. Much to my horror, Ilene’s Dream was not one of the pre-wrapped options downtown.
As I was expressing my dissatisfaction, I was let in on a little secret: the 2 High Ridge Park cafeteria. It is actually a full-service Bull’s Head Market deli.
It is not by any stretch of the imagination centrally located. And if you don’t know where it is, you are going to have a hell of a time finding it. Honestly, with its complete lack of signage I initially thought this was a practical joke.
When you arrive at Building 2 – which looks like a spaceship out of a 1950s comic book – make a 180 when you get to the life-size velociraptor statute, head down the stairs and make a right at the mail room. You’ve made it.
Hopefully, you have come before crowd of chino-wearing, ID-badge-displaying, hungry office park workers. If you can ignore the banal Dilbert-esque surroundings, dig into a sandwich they aren’t bad.