- a bull elk deer trying to scare off a younger bull
- a wolf resting by a creek
- a coyote that shat in front of overzealous tourists
and of course
- a herd of bison going about their early morning walk, probably searching for food.
But never, Never in a million years would I guess that in the small downtown of West Yellowstone, Montana that I’d find….
THE BEST SANDWICH I EVER HAD IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.
|this very unassuming sandwich will BLOW YOU AWAY.|
and that’s not a lie, not an exaggeration or hyperbole. I am not kidding you, this hastily-made-looking sandwich is TO DIE FOR.
And my husband heartily thinks so too, so make that THE BEST SANDWICH MY HUSBAND AND I EVER HAD OUR ENTIRE LIVES.
It is called the WOLFMAN JACK. What’s up with the name, you ask? I don’t know either, I was too busy wolfing down the wolfman to find out. Ah, maybe because this sandwich will make a wolfman out of you! It was seriously , over the top, out of this world divine.
Inside the sourdough-rye loaf was the most tender beef pattie (not grossly thick, in fact i’d say it was quite thin even for non-American standards), with honey mustard, monterrey jack cheese, and bacon bits.
Well, that is what’s according to the menu. But according to my gut and tastebuds– there’s got to be more than just that! It’s the very harmonious blend of all those simple ingredients that creates this unbelievable explosion of taste.
We just had to tell the owner that it was the best sandwich we ever had our whole lives, and she thanked us and said she wasn’t surprised. People come back for it. We boldly asked what the secret ingredient was and she said it’s her husband’s secret recipe. That’s the effect of this sandwich. It’s so good it stuns you to stupidity, prompting you to ask questions you already know the answer to.
|could not wait to get my hands and mouth on that Wolfman!|
|Canyon Street Grill. Remember the name if you find yourself in West Yellowstone.|
CANYON STREET GRILL. Such a matter-of-fact name for this 50′s style American Diner. They are located on Canyon Street.
Apart from the 50′s memorabilla, the restaurant actually played 50′s music too. They have a big breakfast menu also and the entire cafe smelled of coffee made for home brewing.
This grub called to us so much that even after we left Montana the next day (after our discovery of this place), and we we have crossed the border to Idaho to go to a ranch, we drove back to Montana just to have the Wolfman for lunch.
Yup, that good.
Canyon Street Grill
22 Canyon Street, West Yellowstone, MT 59758