QFC Deli Turns Turkey Sandwich Into Chicken Teriyaki

As after all great magic tricks, we're still puzzled how this was done.

God knows we love Ballet -- like everyone else who works around Broadway and Pike. It's not just a restaurant, it's our unofficial cafeteria. We've got the menu memorized, the staff all know we like tea and bring us a pot without asking, the price is always right.

But we do eat there a lot, so today we walked into the QFC deli, also right there at Broadway and Pike, and spotted a big wooden sign hanging back there that said something like "Hot Carver Table." It advertised a turkey breast sandwich with cranberry sauce and gravy. Shades of a Boston Carver! So we stepped up to the counter the sign was angled behind, and the woman there told us sandwiches were next door. "How about some jojos then," we said, "half a dozen." "How many you want?" she asked. "Six," we said, and watched as she put four in a bag.

Then we sidestepped over to the official sandwich counter. "Turkey breast sandwich," we said, pointing at the sign. The guy there handed us a complex order form: bread type, condiments, toppings, what-have-you. We were filling it out and this woman came up and handed her order in -- "Can you do me a favor," she asked the guy. "The last two times they've gotten my sandwich all wrong. This is what I want..." And she recounted the specifics.

We handed the guy our order form. "Hey, didn't really see a turkey breast box," we pointed out. He stared at us blankly. We pointed to the sign again. He looked back at us. "The turkey breast sandwich," we repeated. We pointed to the sign again. He looked again. "Oh! We're out of that," he said. We checked the time. 12:15. We did a little neck roll to release some tension. "I can get you some cranberry sauce, though," added the guy.

A voice in our head chanted, "Never get outta the boat! Never get outta the boat!" We put our bag of jojos on the counter and backed out. Ballet was just two hundred feet away.