Some Simple Sandwiches

I know, not new territory for me. Sandwiches. There are many forgettable ones. There are also some absolutely unforgettable ones.

The best bologna sandwich that I ever ate was on June 12th, 2005. Long story about the day, my friend Mylon might remember. To sum it up, I had NO idea that it could ever get that hot in Montreal, and we dined in the parking lot of a hospital. Great friend, probably a terrible sandwich, but at the moment, unforgettable. (Everyone survived)

Austra. What can I say. She was my grandmother and she made some interesting sandwiches. Ever have a tongue sandwich? I have. Don't knock it until you try it. I could go on....

And her memory leads me to the reason why I wrote this. I just finished making my breakfast and lunch. I made a turkey and American cheese sandwich that I will forget about. I also made a 'quasi' European sandwich with turkey, American cheese, and butter on rye that I will forget about.

Making my meals reminds me of this: my last unforgettable sandwich. I recently spent many hours on 3 different flights heading west to meet my family for spring break. There were delays, cancellations, and the possibility of not making it to my destination. But I made it. I was late but I made it.

Then there were sandwiches. They were spectacular. Rye, butter, cheese, meat. I don't know exactly what kind of meat, and quite frankly, when it comes to 'old country' food sometimes it is better not to know. Anyway the taste took me back 20 years to when I would sit with my grandma at the table, eating a simple small sandwich.

Here's to old country,

Thanks Mom and Aggie.