Skier Sandwich
March 6th, 2011Filed Under: cheese, guacamole, ham, meat, turkey with 0 Comments
In California, you can’t take two steps without tripping over an avocado. Good thing, too, because leftover guacamole makes for an excellent sandwich addition. This ‘wich was most energizing after a snowy Tahoe ski day.
London Broil is Falling Down
August 5th, 2009Filed Under: beef, mayonnaise, mustard, provolone, toasted with 0 Comments
. . . down my gullet, that is. I was at the store, buying cold cuts, when I absentmindedly ordered an entire pound of London broil. “How will I eat this all?” I wondered. Turns out I had no need to worry, because the stuff was absolutely delicious. Goes great on a sandwich (see above), especially with a nice dijon mustard. It also goes great by itself, eaten directly out of the package.
Fly the bland skies
July 29th, 2009Filed Under: ham, swiss with 0 Comments
After the sandwich I ate on my previous flight, I had high hopes for this next one. Unfortunately, the memory delightful blend of flavors in that sandwich just made the blandness of this one more unbearable. Ham, swiss, and bread. The bread was basically sawdust with some rolled oats on top — and it was the most flavorful part of the sandwich.
Peppermint
May 30th, 2009Filed Under: brie, mint, toasted with 1 Comment
Pre-toasting
We happened to be in Manhattan, so my girlfriend insisted on treating me to a meal at Les Halles. Everything was delicious, other than the somewhat wilted salad greens. Also, it had to have been 90 degrees in there, and I’ve been to nightclubs where the music wasn’t as loud. But I digress — this isn’t a Yelp review, after all.
Anyway, point being, the appetizer we ordered was (a) fantastically tasty and (b) something we thought we could reproduce at home, even without buying Anthony Bourdain’s cookbook. The menu describes the dish as “Croûtons de Coulommiers rôtis au miel et poivre (Brie topped with honey & cracked black pepper, roasted and served on croutons)”, which is a rather apt description. (Yes, I’m making the executive decision of classifying this as a sandwich, albeit an open-faced one.)
Post-toasting
Now, a week or two later, we tried our own hands at it, and decided to use a wedge of brie with pepper right in the crust. As it happened, we also had some mint leaves left over from the previous night’s mint-guacamole (tragically, not itself a sandwich). The end result was pretty goddamn good — as far as I’m concerned, we managed to improve one of Anthony Bourdain’s recipes. Take that! Seriously, though, it’s tasty. Try it out.
Tobacco Quay
April 28th, 2009Filed Under: basil, lettuce, mozzarella, onion, provolone, toasted, tomato, tuna salad with 0 Comments
Another day, another exam. Ho-hum. The parol evidence rule(s); third-party beneficiaries; claims, defenses, and remedies under the UCC? Who cares — I’ve got this tasty “Tobacco Quay” sandwich from the overpriced deli by school. It’s basically just tuna salad, but it’s very well made.
Property Pizzandwich
April 23rd, 2009Filed Under: mozzarella, pepperoni with 0 Comments
Today I get to write about the law of [real] property — landlord-tenant disputes, adverse possession, wild deeds, and eminent domain. I don’t know what any of it means, but I do know that this is one tasty sandwich: it’s like a pizza, but it’s on bread! Also it has no tomato sauce and it’s at room temperature. Quiet, you.
A New Sandwich for America
January 20th, 2009Filed Under: ham, mayonnaise, münster, mustard with 0 Comments
A veritable shitload of people gathered on and around the National Mall today, to celebrate the inauguration of a new President. Some waited for hours in the bitter cold or drove from hundreds of miles away; others were lucky enough to arrive and find a place to stand fifteen minutes before the ceremonies started. People of every race, creed, and color were standing together, united in one common trait — hunger.
Seriously, though, I knew I’d be standing out there a long time. So I brought sandwiches.
Turkeymünster
April 16th, 2008Filed Under: münster, turkey with 0 Comments
One of my enduring shames is the amount of food I allow to go bad. Every trip to the grocery store is full of high hopes and good intentions, but any perishables I buy often end up, well, perishing. I’ve thrown out potatoes that had more eyes than a beholder, sealed plastic bags full of a viscous goop that used to be cut salad, loaves of bread engulfed by the penicillin equivalent of Trantor—and even cold cuts well past being well past their prime.
This time, I said to myself, would be different. And it has been! Before today, I hadn’t brought lunch from home in ages. Here’s hoping this trend continues.
Heart Shaped Sandwich
March 21st, 2008Filed Under: biscuit, cheddar, cheese, pork cutlet with 0 Comments
Valentine’s Day holds a special crappy place in my heart as a day of the year where I don’t get to eat a lot of sandwiches. Bless the cooks at the Google cafeteria, though – they felt my pain and gave me a handmade pork cutlet breakfast biscuit sandwich. The heart not only commemorates the special day of the year, but also the love that the cooks put into this delicious treat. Also, my inevitable death from heart failure. Mmm.
P.S – Happy birthday, Drew!
Full Sandwich, Half Dome
December 30th, 2007Filed Under: cheese, mayonnaise, mustard, turkey with 0 Comments
“Hunger,” Benjamin Franklin is alleged to have stated, “is the best pickle.” There are a few different things that might mean — a few of the dictionary definitions for the noun pickle are: a cucumber, or other vegetable or foodstuff, preserved in brine or marinade; a liquid usually prepared with salt or vinegar for preserving or flavoring fish, meat, vegetables, etc.; Informal. a troublesome or awkward situation. So which of those makes sense? [1]
- “Hunger is the best [preserved cucumber]“? That’s just silly, and doesn’t seem to carry any meaning, even as a metaphor.
- “Hunger is the best [predicament]“? Hunger certainly can be quite a predicament — and an extremely troublesome (even lethal) one at that. But is it really the best predicament? Seems a rather unfortunate predicament to me.
- “Hunger is the best [flavorful brine or marinade]“? Finally, we appear to be getting somewhere. If hunger is the best spice, why can’t it be the best brine, too?
Anyway, whatever Benjamin Franklin had in mind, this much is clear: hiking four miles and 3000 vertical feet in Yosemite Valley makes you hungry. And that hunger makes an already-delicious sandwich taste even better.
[1] Interestingly enough, all of these meanings were in use by Franklin’s time: “brine or marinade” dates from c.1440; “cucumber preserved in brine” was first recorded in 1707; and the figurative sense of “sorry plight” was first recorded in 1562.