I first discovered Harry’s Sandwich Company after hearing whispers of a legit meatball sub in Harajuku.
Until recently, I truly thought I would never find what I was craving — a decent, no-fuss sandwich, as opposed to something artisanal — in Tokyo, a relentlessly fascinating, yet frustrating, culinary wonderland.
But I’m in luck, because Harry Stanwood, the 32-year-old owner-chef of Harry’s Sandwich Company, had the same problem as me.
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