I just had this argument over a "southwestern egg roll". It's the principle of the thing.
Ooh, a new "camera" angle!
Also, I think I'd probably order something called a bready meat pile. Sounds intriguing and deliciously carby.
I could say that I've never been this annoyed at a nonsensical mis-naming of an object or a concept...but I would be lying. *sigh*
Funny as always, Scott!
"Bready meat pile" *does* sound tasty, but I think anything with "meat pile" in the name sounds intriguing.
hrm, the reminds me of the ongoing argument between my one friend and everyone else we know regarding if a hot dog is a sandwich. He contends it is, I just can't accept that it is.
"Bready meat pile" sounds delicious.
Does this mean I'm not rational?
she said "mission accomplished", but, as with other missions so advertised, there was more mission to come: the stupidity was not quite finished.
I haven't laughed so hard in a while.
btw, have to say that often the fun of you comics comes in the level of separation of the drama of the title and the issue at hand in the frames. it's brilliant. keep up the good work, Scott.
love the new camera angle! Soon we will have panning, zooming, the works.
I noticed the grammar zealots seem to be at bay.
'sloppy meat cake' sounds like a male stripper...
I like it. Especially the shot over her shoulder. Gave a new perspective in the comic.
You simply ask for the sandwich to be "closed" or an extra slice of bread.
I think one of the requirements for something to be a sandwich is that at least 2 opposite sides be surrounded by bread. Open face: Not a sandwich. KFC Double Down: Not a sandwich! Torta: Sandwich. The only exception to this is the ice cream sandwich, not because it is one, but because it's awesome and can be whatever it wants. In other words, Scott is right, and it is his duty to trumpet his opinion from rooftops to prevent us from one day having "sandwiches" made out of lettuce and cheese.
I'd happily order a bready meat pile. Course I quite enjoy a doner kebab, so my lack of rationality (and propensity for eating bready meat piles) is already a matter of record.
I for one am moved by your argument Scott, clearly the requirement of a fork means it's not a sandwich. It helps that your argument was hilarious.
Nice! Thnx Scott!
open sandwich is a liebut Americans love being lied toWe voted for Nixon, Reagan, Bush, Clinton and Bush (Obama is perhaps an aberration)so if you're gonna lie about foodname it in FrenchVoila! open faced meat sandwhich becomes - à base de viande en vrac sur le pain au levain
Like the new angle in panel 3
*sigh* the ever continuing battle of marketing and common sense.
I wonder how many Applebee's will be getting orders for bready meat piles... I know mine soon will!
I don't often laugh out loud, but panel three got me big time!
We always called it "shit on a shingle."
I literally had this exact conversation at brunch yesterday. Then we argued if pizza qualifies as an open-faced sandwich.
I love the "why did I marry such an idiot" tilt to Missy's shoulders in panel 3. Looking over her shoulder and seeing you the way she must see you is a plus!
That's what we always called it too Jah!
On another note, I don't think I'd ever order anything that had "Meat Cake" in the title :P
Just order two! Now you have a sandwich, problem solved.
I laughed so fricking loud at the last line of the 4th panel XD
I have similar feelings about what is called a "loose hamburger". It isn't a hamburger at all...
whaa? S**t on a shingle is the army fave, creamed chipped beef on toast. An open face sandwich is generally sliced meat, on a slice of untoasted rye bread, with gravy poured over it to make a gloppy meat mess.
A friend of mine points out that it's always called "cheese bread," not "an open-face grilled cheese sandwich;" this suggests that just calling it "roast beef bread" or perhaps "roast beef on toast" (if the bread is toasted) might be an acceptable alternate name.
You people are crazy; bready meat pile does not sound good. However, a sloppy meat cake sounds delicious. Probably just because meat = good, cake = awesome, and sloppy makes it sound like it is smothered in gravy.
The bold new angle in panel 3 is inspired, You are pushing your envelope, sir.
I actually had an interesting situation at Applebee's. I was there with a recent immigrant from a under-developed country who hasn't eaten much American food. This man spent the longest time trying to pick something from the menu, but most of them must have seemed alien to him. Finally one of the other diners with us suggested he get the "Cowboy Burger," in a very humble way, this recent immigrant explained that while he had eaten and enjoyed a hamburger in the past, he was not a cowboy and probably wouldn't like a cowboy burger. It was then that I realized that we name our food some of the most stupid things. I tried to explain to him that calling it a cowboy burger was easier than calling it a burger with onion strings, bacon and BBQ sauce--and that no one would want to string together more than two words to order a dish. He ended up ordering and enjoying the cowboy burger, but it still was an interesting experience.
I have to agree... an open faced sandwich isn't a sandwich. It's more like a trencher than anything.
"No rational person would" "But would you?"
I can accept "open faced sandwich" because, though it is not a sandwich, it is a semblance (perhaps two-thirds) of a sandwich, and the name qualifies it as distinct with the "open faced" portion.What I cannot tolerate, however, are pizza places that offer a "medium" size as their smallest option.
Maybe I'm just nuts, but I swear the over-the-shoulder Missy shot's been used once before. I'll be darned if I can remember which strip, though...
I couldn't make it past the first panel without cackling. I swear, I had the exact same conversation with my boyfriend (I'm on your side).
I feel compelled to point out that, according to Dr. Quickly PhD, open sandwiches are a special kind of sandwich that proves the concept due to its implied top layer. http://nameremoved.com/comics/633/
Technically, a glowing hot charcoal briquette can be held in one's hand, which doesn't qualify it as anything except "that which should not be held in one's hand."
The rooster-on-Missy's head shot has also appeared here: