If you are thinking about eating here, let me save you the time. Don’t do it. The pictures look good, and the lines are long; It must be good! I waited in the line and I had my taste. It wasn’t worth the wait. There was nothing that wowed me. In the end of it all, I was disappointed.
I ordered the original, the Original 1762. It had roast beef, sharp cheddar, and creamy horseradish sauce. Everyone was ordering the Earl Club, but this was the original. I had to get it. In my naive little head, I imagine John Montague, the Earl of Sandwich in 1762 eating this exact sandwich. I imagine this, the original, is supposedly the first sandwich ever made. Because of this reason, I had to order this one. In the end, it was just a hot chiabata with meat, cheese, and sauce. There was nothing special about this.
Am I missing something here? Did I miss on something spectacular? Maybe the bacon club would have better suited me. Maybe it was the mechanical way of how my sandwich was made. Heck, maybe I am just bitter that I lost at the craps tables. Who knows? I want to come back and try it one more time. I really wanted to like Earl of Sandwich in Planet Hollywood. Next time, I will get the club perhaps.