The Cuban Sandwich Express

I just had the most fantastic sandwich today! A Chicken Cuban from Cuban Sandwich Express. Like a regular Cuban, except for it had grilled chicken breast instead of pork. Like a regular Cuban, except better than any I've ever had. So fabulously delish! They give you a little tub of hot sauce (like buffalo sauce) with it. SO GOOD! And a "small" is only $5.25 and I think it is big enough to feed two people. They also had lots of other yummy sounding stuff on the menu.
It is next to the tailors who are altering my dress. A friend from church gave me a (GORGEOUS) dress for practically free and I am getting it altered, for the length and for the fit. I had to go last night to buy a girdle (utterly humilating and Weight Watchers inducing) and a bra because to quote the tailor, "That bra is doing NOTHING for your breasts! We need you to get something that brings everything in and UP!"
So then I went back with my undergarments of steel on, and tried the dress on for them again. They still were not pleased! Like a millimeter of bra showed in the back of my dress. So now I am going to Sears to get a bustier with an attached, strapless, low back bra. Anyways, how did I get on the subject of my breasts again? This was supposed to be about a Cuban sandwich. So if you are in the area, RUN, don't walk to the Cuban Sandwich Express on Wickham.
PS I just got the irony: I went and tried on a dress with a girdle on (and Spanx!) and then went and ate a huge Cuban sandwich. Later I accidentally flashed my brother Jason because I was picking bread crumbs (from the sandwich) out of my bra. (AGAIN with the boobs! bra! Why can't I stop??)
He was like, Uh, you might have an eating problem if ....