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It looks for all the world like a music store, but there are no vintage Strats or Marshall stacks inside, there are only sandwiches. Tucked around the a corner and just a few steps away from the busy intersection of University and 30th, the Classic Rock Sandwich shop is a combination deli and shrine to the musical icons of the Sixties and Seventies.
The inside of the place is bedecked with photos and posters from the golden age of classic rock and roll. The Beatles, the Stones, Hendrix, Zeppelin, CSNY; you name it, it's there. Some of the photos are instantly recognizable, others provide a less familiar glimpse into the past. For fans of this music, each picture is a delight.
Cheryl, the owner, was friendly to me as I approached the menu. She gave me a guided tour, introducing each item on the menu and explaining the logic by which the sandwiches are arranged: turkey and ham, ham only, with bacon, veggie, etc.
She was delighted to find out that I'm sort of named after Ian Anderson, Jethro Tull lead singer and flute rock pioneer. She promised that his picture will go up on the wall soon and I believe her.
She said she tried to sneak away to Woodstock when she was sixteen, but her mom wouldn't let her. It doesn't seem to have dampened her affection for the Sixties at all.
I ordered a Rolling Stone, basically a fully dressed Italian sub with ham, salami, and pepperoni on it. It came with tortilla chips, which I dunked in some of the vinegary Cayenne pepper sauce that reminds me of Carolina-style BBQ, and a big, squeaky pickle spear.
The sourdough bread was in less than ideal condition, but the sandwich itself was good. All the fillings had been incorporated in the right proportions, so it was neither too heavy on meat nor on the salad. It was big, too, enough that I didn't want anything further after the sandwich was gone, despite a fierce appetite.
Everything is named after some rock legend or another: the Clapton Club and the Almighty Allman, there's even a Beatlemaniac. Far and away the cleverest name is the CroStiNaWrap. Get it? Crosby, Stills, and Nash!
Priced at $7-$8, the sandwiches are actually pretty reasonable. There're cold drinks in a cooler and a few bags of chips to purchase on the side, but the menu is straightforward and simple.
In addition to the sandwiches, there are some soups and salads on the menu. The salads are named after famous locations in rock history like Liverpool, Berkely, and Bethel.
That last one is where Woodstock actually took place, a fact that Cheryl keeps on hand for guests who take a tour of the Woodstock section of the restaurant.
Classic Rock Sandwich Shop
3042 North Park Way