Anyone who has traveled abroad has most likely faced a little gastronomical culture shock. While sampling regional and local food is one of the delights of traveling, there are times when you've had enough, or what is in front of you is too far out of your comfort zone. Having a bowl put in front of you that contains something that looks like spiders floating in a broth can really bring this on in a hurry and make you start thinking longingly of a Wendy's drive-thru.
Of the places I've been, there has been an item that has repeatedly solved the problem when options and common language are limited: the club sandwich. Almost anywhere in the world, it seems, this is available, or there is at least enough knowledge of what one is to put together something similar. Pair a club sandwich with a Coke, and you can rise from the ashes once again. Even the name "club sandwich" seems to carry over in many other languages just in case you don't have a common word with the person with whom you are talking.
In the USA, the club sandwich is a favorite of mine when I'm traveling and having to rely on roadside diners like Waffle House or Denny's. The "club" is reasonably healthy, and even a bad one is non-greasy and lacking in that bad-diner taste. In Mexico, where I have traveled extensively, the "club" is also everywhere, but Mexican food is no longer out of my comfort zone, in fact I crave it. The only Mexican dish I have found so far that I cannot eat is called menudo. GD nasty!
So, if you're having a difficult food day, go for the club. Tangier, São Paulo, Skopje, Havana, Washington DC, they are all going to make you one. 🙂