"By the time my husband and I have hit the tarmac in Miami, my father-in-law is circling the airport; once we exit the air-conditioned sanctuary into the Miami mugginess, we are practically, immediately scooped up. His expediency is not because he’s in a hurry to get us, but because we’re in a hurry to get food—Cuban food. Without fail, from the airport we zoom to one of two spots for our fix: La Carreta or Versailles. Because of the pandemic, though, my husband and I haven’t traveled south to see family in more than a year. (On top of missing family, he, a Cuban American, was feeling serious food withdrawals.) So when a thoughtful friend sent us a box of Cuban sandwiches from Versailles via Goldbelly, we unpacked them with glee and had them for lunch and dinner two days in a row. Though all of the ingredients come separate and we don’t have a sandwich press à la Versailles—which smashes the sandwiches to the height of just three inches—we managed all the same: The bread was soft, the pork plentiful, the ham juicy, the pickles crisp, the mustard tangy, and the cheese just the right amount of gooey. It’s not quite Miami, but it’ll more than do." - Lyndsey Matthews
