As you stroll out of the casino having just shown The House that they do not always win, you feel a rumble in your stomach. After emerging from the chaos of booze, smoke, dice, and cards you need a meal fit for a king. And not just any king, The King. A sandwich grilled to perfection of melting peanut butter and stacked high with sliced bananas is what you need. Uh-hu, al-right, thank ya. Thank ya very much.