There's a restaurant here in Arlington called The Lost Dog Cafe. I mentioned this place briefly a couple of months ago-- it's a cafe and deli with a ginormous menu and benefits The Lost Dog and Cat Rescue Foundation, a shelter the restaurant owners also run. We'd heard that it was excellent and somewhere in town, but I only know pockets of Arlington-- the road names sounded familiar, but we couldn't pinpoint where either one was.
That was until a couple of weeks ago, when The Human Male and I realized that one of the two locations is just a few minutes around the corner from us, literally across the street from the Arlington Cinema N Drafthouse, a movie theatre we frequent that not only shows movies for $5, but has a full, fantastic dinner menu that includes very good wine. Once we found out it was so close, we immediately picked up the phone and ordered.
I'd heard the place was good, but I completely underestimated how good. It's one of those places that can make something very simple into something that makes you want to jump up and down and utter the phrase "slap yo mama". STUPID good. Yes, we are talking sandwiches here.
We've done take-out both times, but I bought it this time and walked in to pick it up while The Human Male sat in the car with Alice. The place is freaking adorable-- it's cozy and clean, with huge, beautiful dog murals on the walls. The other location (the deli) apparently has pictures of its adopted dogs all over its walls.
The Human Male and I have tried four sandwiches: The Bureaucrat, the Purebred, the Cowboy, and Pavlov's Perro. They're all easily the best sandwiches we've ever had. The Black Bean Dip is something to write home about, too. What's even better, that delicious food benefits sweet-faced rescued cats and dogs. It's so win-win, it actually makes me a little weepy.
The weekend's just around the corner, which means Pizza Friday. Typically we just get a frozen one, but I hear one of 31 flavors calling our name...