Sensible Tirade There are a lot of hopes and dreams in a sandwich – an endless potential of flavor and portability. Pick a protein, may even four or more. Ham, Turkey, Bacon,Roast Beef, hell even some tofu if you are so inclined.
Add some cheese. Any cheese. All of the cheese. Add enough cheese to scare your colon.
Don’t forget the endless toppings – lettuce, tomato, bacon (both a topping and a protein),peppers, more peppers, various peppers.
Mustard or mayonnaise? Why not both? A special dressing perhaps? Or we can get a little spicy if you know what I mean – hot sauce.
The humble sandwich is the culmination of cuisine and creativity.
Life is more like a piece of bologna. It meant to be a ham sandwich but made some poor choices and ended up on the floor in a scrap heap. Slowly bologna picked itself up, put the pieces together and made something of itself. It wasn’t high class, but dammit it made itself into a hard working sandwich possibility. Deep down, bologna still wished for the glory of roast beef but found a way to settle into their station in life as a blue collar sandwich fixture. The bologna became the humble sandwich.
Starting out our humble sandwich was enticed by promises of spicy mustard. However mayonnaise seemed more stable until it went bad, destroying the entire sandwich and sending our hero bologna to an early trash can.
Pick yourself up and try again tomorrow. This time you’ll find that mustard. It may not be spicy but good sandwich you work with what you have. We can be anything you want. Sure, people will judge will. People won’t understand that sometimes you need to take shortcuts when you go ahead and put the potato chips right on the bologna sandwich.