Another favorite do-it-yourself sandwich is toasted grainy bread with melted cheddar and mustard and tomatoes, open-faced.
From Laura!
Another favorite do-it-yourself sandwich is toasted grainy bread with melted cheddar and mustard and tomatoes, open-faced.
From Laura!
In college (of course this post was going to start out with those words), an old friend of mine once made a sandwich by coiling up a Red Vine licorice stick into a disk and placing it between two Little Debbie Zebra Cakes.
That’s right, you heard me. He took the following semester off, which may or may not be relevant.
-Molly
Put some peanut butter and chocolate chips on some bread to make a sandwich. Put the sandwich in a hot George Foreman Lean Mean Fat Reducing Grilling Machine.
Yuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
From Lydia. (Who is, perhaps not so coincidentally, the inspiration for this blog).
When I lived in Honolulu I went out drinking quite frequently. So, so very frequently. The drinks were cheap and the sailors were plentiful (or vice versa). Anyhoo, my FAVORITE hangover cure was a grilled ham and cheese sandwich from the L&L Drive-In downstairs from my apartment building. (In Hawai’i, drive-ins are tiny, greasy fast-food joints in the middle of a parking lot with maybe one picnic table out back and grumpy, long-suffering employees).
The L&L Drive-in opened at 5am, which was perfect for those late-nights that turned into early mornings. Their grilled ham & cheese sandwiches were simple– just ham & American cheese on wonder bread, but they tasted buttery and fried, and they soothed my hungover soul.
-Molly
So, every Christmas Eve, my family eats reubens. I mean, everyone knows what a reuben is, right? Well, we eat them on Christmas Eve. And frankly, I can’t imagine Christmas without one.
From Lydia.
I will tell you a marxist office tale:
Everyone in my office with a professional school degree (mostly MBAs) buys their lunch–never brings. All the rest of us bring lunch. The other RA and I eat PB&J on whole wheat almost every day (Costco Organic PB, Ocean State Job lot Danish low sugar raspberry jam (from a bucket) and TJ whole wheat for me). The two of us and the bookkeeper eat at the conference table and gossip. Our superiors huddle in their office over thier 7 dollar cellophane-wrapped sandwiches (or salads when they diet). We gaze at them with the contempt of the powerless and munch our $0.50 lunches.
proletarianwich!
Thanks B.!
Parma ham, buffalo mozzeralla, fresh tomatoes, and olive oil on ciabatta.
From Dominic’s in Waltham.
Thanks B.!
Piles of turkey, heaps of ham, lots of American cheese triangles, pickles, lettuce, tomatoes, 2 tiny black olives, a smidge of oil & vinegar, and a dollop each of honey mustard and mayo on a fresh Herbs & Cheese 12 inch sub.
You have to actually work at Subway in order to eat this sandwich, and it’s probably not worth it.
My first job out of college was at a Subway in Honolulu. Thanks, BA in Literature! We got a free 6-inch sub with every shift. I used to come home smelling like Cold Cut Trio. I was one of the few native English speakers working there; almost everyone else was Korean including the owner, so when the phone rang, they usually made me answer it. It was usually either a phone order, or a complaint. We got a lot of complaints during Lettuce Gate. By corporate order, when making sandwiches, we were supposed to be VERY sparing with the little lettuce shreds. If people complained and asked for more lettuce, we were supposed to tell them that it would be an extra $0.25 charge. It was a huge source of controversy.
To this day, when I walk into a Subway, the smell hits me, and I usually walk right out. It’s not a bad smell, but it’s very distinct, and I just can’t order anything. Plus I’d rather make it myself.
-Molly
Good white bread, Mozzarella, Pesto — on the salty side, but perfect in this context, Tomato, Arugula
Not a revolutionary concept, but they do it reallllly well. (From Flour Cafe in Boston.)
From Johanna.
Gobs of smooth Peanut Butter and cheap generic grape jelly spread on nutritionally void white bread. Chase with milk.
That was the ‘alternative’ meal option at the adult summer acting program where I spent my days when I was young (my parents were the directors of the camp; I just wandered around all day in the woods). I was a picky eater and I never liked any of the grownup food that was served in the dining hall, so I ate that sandwich at least once a day. It was so gooey and comforting and delicious.
-Molly