A phenomenal sub sandwich served at Ravinia Festval in Highland Park, Illinois. It consists of two *fresh* pieces of hardy white bread. Contained between the two slices lies a cornucopia of all things good in the world; Lettuce, tomato, salami, vibrantly coloured peppers, and of course a dash of black pepper to complete the sandwich of the gods. A gift from The Heavens, the Italian Walking Stick is clearly the epitome of 21st century dining, and should be enjoyed by people around the globe. Praise the almighty sub. hurrah.
Stanley: Miranda, please help me identify that beautiful gift of nature which you will soon proceed to ingest?
Miranda: Oh! Why, it is an Italian Walking Stick Sandwich! Although my friend, Marcus, claims that it is a horrible sandwich, I enjoy it very much! Yum!
A person whom when viewed from an angle from which you cannot view their face looks hot but actually turns out to be ugly, a bit of a munter, after viewing their face.
Dave: Phwoar, she looks tasty...from the back.
David: I bet you that when you see her face she'll look like a right munter...
Dave: Shit, you're right, she looks like Boris Johnson, what a walking stick!