By John O’Connell, Teddy Landsman, Cyrus Elias, and Will Binder

Quite recently The New York Times, yes the very one, held it’s annual Quentin Daly Best School Newspaper Food Review Awards. We hate to toot our own horn, but the knights of the Barbuce table took home the most prestigious of all the awards handed out: The Barry Sampson Award for Prestigious Work in the Art of Food Reviewing! There was crying, laughing, cheering, and Will’s mom even said hello to him! We were on cloud nine. We couldn’t believe that we, some small town militia of food reviewers, took home such an amazing award. It’s just an affirmation for us that we are the best in the business. Although none of this really happened (even the Will’s mom talking to him part), we know that it should have. Even though we just made up those awards, we know for a fact that if they did exist, we would have one, and we would have owed it all to you, faithful readers.
In celebration of this non-existent event, we decided to take a trip into Acton, and before there are any boos or hisses for stepping into what seems like Confederacy Headquarters, we had a good reason. We wanted to cleanse our palates, in a way that no ordinary sub shop could. We wanted subs piled high with meat, cheese, and other things that are leading causes of heart failure; we wanted subs from T.C. Lando’s.
You may have seen their corny commercials, or may have heard of them on Phantom Gourmet, but let us tell you, neither of those, especially the commercials, do this Sandwich Kingdom justice.
T.C. Lando’s, located near the Acton Bowladrome, is a sub shop that has every sandwich imaginable, except for vegetarian (sorry if we got some people over excited), so this is no place for haters of meat products. But other than that, this place is perfect.
As soon as we got there, we were shocked at all the choices and combinations. Teddy cried, and Will, on cue, peed his pants… again. But after a few minutes of comforting Teddy, and getting some napkins for Will, we were set to order.
We all got different subs, all of which were delectable and moderately priced. There is really no place to sit so we went outside and talked. Since the seniors are leaving soon, we also decided to have a heart-to-heart. Instead of taking notes on the food, we all went around and shared our favorite things about the year, even Will who had been crying for the past 45 minutes because he realized that we weren’t going to the Acton Bowladrome.

Teddy- The year has been fun. I got closer with the guys, I got to eat some killer food, and I gained knowledge about the art of food reviewing that I never thought possible. Plus I ate some killer food.
John- This year in sum was great. I couldn’t have asked for a better team, and everyone brought something to the table. Next year will be a hard act to follow.
Cyrus- I met some amazing girls over this whole year. I mean we’re talkin’ honeys to da max dawg. But looking past that, I realized that you guys are like a family to me, and without you guys, I may not have been able to score as many times as I did.
Will- (puts on reading glasses) This year in closing was far from shallow and pedantic, I mean we ventured off to many exquisite dineries, and I do believe that when I am conversing with my college chums next year, I will have the ability to share my experiences with them, and express my true feeling of family, when we, as a group ate in unison. Plus I gots me some good eats.

So there you have it, The Barbuce is out, John and Teddy will return next year with three or four new mates, but they will never forget the year of The Barbuce.