So it has to be my way, or I won't touch it -- which means I have to make it myself. DC once packed me a sandwich with thick tomato slices and cheese that, by the time I got to it, was soggy and got stuck in my molars. I came home with 2/3 of it and made him a sandwhich the next day, for his reference.
Yesterday, rushing to catch my bus, I only had time to toss my ingredients in a bag before heading out the door. That ended up better for me after all, since I like to take my time.
Here's the kind of sandwich that works for me:
- Whole wheat sourdough, lightly toasted
- Swiss cheese (put on the bread as soon as it's done toasting)
- Plain ol' yellow mustard and mayo
- Turkey
- Salami
- Mashed avocado
The avocado really makes a difference, and makes me really glad to live in California (although they've been coming in from Mexico and Chile a lot this year, which is why I try to buy them at the farmers market as often as possible); a ripe one, well mashed, will not slide out the ways slices will, and you're sure to get a little in every bite, which is very important. This sandwhich would have been *perfect* if I'd grabbed a tomato or had some sprouts on hand, but that's cool. Add a can of Coke and a girl's in heaven -- and powered-up for the rest of the worklong day.
How do you like your sandwiches?
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