By Märt Filed Under: beef, mustard, provolone, toasted
I was at the grocery store when a beautiful loaf of rye bread caught my eye and began begging and pleading for me to make a sandwich with it. I tried to avert my gaze and continue down the aisle, but it was no use—I couldn’t get those shapely slices, those gorgeous caraway seeds, out of my mind. I went back and apologized for even considering being so heartless and cruel, proudly gave the bread the seat of honor in my shopping cart, and made my way over to the deli department to pick up some other ingredients of a similar caliber. No cheap stuff today; both the roast beef and the provolone (sharp, never mild) were Boar’s Headâ„¢.
And it was delicious.
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