Location: 5101 Dixie Road, Mississauga
There’s nothing quite like a veal sandwich. It’s just a whole bunch of fried veal and rich tomato sauce in a hearty bun. It’s probably not something you want to be eating on a regular basis (unless you’re keen on getting a massive heart attack), but every now and then it has to happen. It’s pure, unadulterated comfort food.
My go-to is California Sandwiches, but a location of San Francesco recently opened near me, so I figured I’d give them a shot.
You can choose from all kinds of toppings for an additional fee, but I went with the basic sandwich and ordered it spicy, which meant it came with a generous amount of blazing-hot jalapenos.
The thing that stands out the most about the sandwich is how incredibly tender the veal is; it might just be the most tender veal I’ve ever had in a sandwich like this. Your teeth glide right through it like butter. It’s amazing.
The exterior is moderately crispy, but not quite enough to hold up to the sauce — it sogs up almost instantly. It’s not quite as good as California Sandwiches in that regard.
Speaking of California Sandwiches, I think their sauce is marginally better; the sauce here is quite tasty, but it feels like the flavour could (and should) be amped up by a notch or two.
I think California has the overall superior sandwich, but it’s very, very close.
The sizes are a bit funny. They have two sizes: baby and regular. I ordered the regular, and my dining companion ordered the baby. As it turns out, I (and anyone with a normal-sized appetite) would be perfectly happy with the baby. Regular is enormous. Baby should really be called regular, and regular should be called jumbo.
Location: 95 Front Street East (inside the St. Lawrence Market)
I’m not sure exactly how long I’ve been eating sandwiches at Uno Mustachio, but it’s been at least a couple of decades, if not longer.
Actually, “sandwiches” isn’t right. Sandwich.
As far as I’m concerned, there’s only one thing to order at Uno Mustachio: the veal and eggplant sandwich. The other sandwiches and pastas they have on the menu might be delicious; I’ll never know. I don’t go there nearly often enough to mess around. Veal and eggplant for life.
It’s a simple enough sandwich: a fried veal cutlet, a couple of slices of fried eggplant, sauteed onions, peppers, and mushrooms, a generous ladle of tomato sauce, and some hot peppers if you feel like kicking it up a few notches. It’s all served on a crusty roll that does a great job of holding up to the very messy sandwich without falling apart.
It’s as delicious now as the day I started going there.
You can get fried veal sandwiches all over the city, but (and maybe this is my nostalgia talking), Uno Mustachio is the king. All of the components are so well prepared, and they all complement each other so well.
The simple but rich tomato sauce is great, and — this is key — they apply it to the top and bottom of the sandwich instead of dunking the fried components right in. This allows the sandwich to be nice and saucy, but prevents the crispy fried bits from sogging up.
The creamy eggplant complements the meaty veal perfectly, and the whole thing feels so well balanced despite how hefty and messy it is. It’s easily one of the best sandwiches in the city.