The mercury hit 53u02da in Birmingham on Wednesday. That kind of arctic blast announcing a brutal Alabama winter naturally puts one in mind of hearty and warming soups.
Or at least it should. I was actually thinking about a favorite sandwich.
Wanda June’s was a Birmingham staple. She closed up shop around 1999 or so, but to a generation that grew up in the vicinity of English Village in the 80’s and 90’s, Wanda’s was the place to bike to for a burger and a round of Galaga. It wasn’t an arcade by any means, but for a brief swath of my youth, there was a two-top with a joystick and buttons under the plastic table top at either end and for a couple of quarters you and a friend could waste an afternoon.