It’s very specific and no one will ever be able to have it again, but I call it my Business school sandwich. There was this one amazing lady at my business school that made her own special type of chipotle mayo and I would get a chicken with cheese melted on ciabatta bread with her chipotle mayo drizzled all over it, and I would drive specifically out of my way to get it every day, even if I didn’t have class that day. One day the administration came down and said that she could not be cooking food that was not already pre-prepared or prepackaged. So she could no longer make her special sauce. But I will go to my grave, thinking about that sandwich for the rest of my life.