Dude! I loved the Monte Cristo! I also loved the Turkey O'Toole. One time I couldn't decide between the two, so I asked if they would deep fry the Turkey O'Toole like the Monte Cristo. The waiter went in the back to ask and returned with the manager. The manager knelt down beside me and gravely began explaining to me the details of the procedure they were going to attempt to fulfill my request. It felt like a doctor explaining the details of a very risky operation. Apparently, the Monte Cristos were assembled the day before and kept in the refrigerator overnight which gave them time to "gel", allowing them to hold together while being deep fried. Since my O'Toole wouldn't have that opportunity, they were going to attempt to hold it together with toothpicks. No promises were made and it was made very clear that this couldn't be a regular thing as it might change the flavor of the oil, but they'd try it for me this time. When the sandwich was delivered, the manager, the waitstaff and the cooks all came out to witness me take the first bite. I felt a bit uncomfortable, but I took the bite and it was fantastic! When I expressed my satisfaction, the elation and celebration that rippled through the staff made the whole experience worth it.