Matt and I finally tried The Schmitter, a sandwich created by McNally’s Tavern in Chestnut Hill **which is not named after Mike Schmidt!** (Thanks, Joe, for the correction–I can’t believe I didn’t catch this.) When Citizens Bank Park opened, the sandwich got its own stand at section 139.
Long lines are obviously always expected. On a stormy evening, though, there was no wait after the game started.
The sandwich is a bit pricey–I don’t think I would pay for a whole one again although I might consider sharing one with some fries on the side.
The concept is genius and the diagram very handy.
Anticipation! Why do yummy foods that cause heart attacks always come wrapped in foil? It drives Matt crazy to wait for me to take my photos but it is usually worth it.
This sandwich is cut in half. Thumbs up!
Matt lifted up the top so I could get an inside shot. It was so unappetizing no matter what angle you looked at it.
The bun was soggy and the meat a little slippery. I’m pretty sure that the “special sauce” is Thousand Island and the onions were more sauteed, not fried. We were hoping for ring-style deep-friend onions–that would give it more texture and some fun crunch.
The cheese was melty. Matt liked the salami and I liked the steak, mainly because of how they were cooked. The salami was a bit underdone for me and the steak a bit over done for Matt (the edges were a little brown and crunchy, just the way I like it).
The general consensus: The Schmitter is greasy, cheesy, and tasty, but we agreed that it wouldn’t taste as good with no beer in your blood stream and would probably be like Filet mignon after too many beers. The price is high although only a $1.25 markup in the ballpark from the Tavern’s price. If we get this again, it will be in the 7th inning (after a couple more beers) and not the 3rd and we will share it. I am very interested to taste one directly from the Tavern because I have a feeling it tastes much better out from underneath the heat lamps.
Check out these reviews of The Schmitter: