When I was at the Borough Market, I noticed one vendor selling a duck confit sandwich that looked so good, I had to go back.
I mean, look at that griddle full of meat. I want to shrink myself down so I can dive in like Scrooge McDuck into his money bin. Of course I went back to try the sandwich.
The sandwich has some greens and some kind of sweet onion jam, but what really matters is that tender, crispy, greasy duck. They let it sit on the hot griddle long enough to get nicely browned throughout, giving you a really generous amount of crispy bits interspersed throughout the tender meat.