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.

First and Second

He did pretty well this year, First Place in his rank, beating 16 other cars and second place overall. Next year we lubricate the axles with pure tiger blood. Anyone have Charlie Sheen's phone number?

Dad is Sleeping

Where do I begin? I guess I will start with the fact that it has not been a good health week around here. A-Corn has been sick with pneumonia (you would never tell from looking at her.) She is on the mend, but I don't have any funny stories about her other than she threw up all over her bed for us last night and that she made me this sign for yesterday's dental festivities.

Remember this my root canal issue? Well, I put it off and the pain went away. Then, some pain came back a few weeks ago, and I thought that my head was going to explode, and I went to a doctor and he said that it was allergies sinus issues, but most of all, dental issues. So I found a new dentist with clean hair. (I always check out a new dentists hair, because in the words of the late great George Carlin, "NEVER TRUST A DENTIST WITH BLOOD IN HIS HAIR!"

He told me that I don't need a root canal, but the 2 shattered teeth had to be crowned. So I explained to the dentist that I don't like dentists (nothing personal), and he understood. Something about the smell of tooth smoke just doesn't agree with me. He assured me that the medicine that he would give me would take care of all my fears. So we set up the appointment for the crowns, and he was RIGHT. WAAAY RIGHT.

3 little blue pills. I don't know what they were, and I frankly don't care. All that I know is that I didn't smell any smoking teeth. One minute I sit down and the next minute I'm being wheel-chaired to the car. Wow. Then there was the double vision. Crystal clear double vision. Not college-junior-year-toga-party double vision. Crystal clear. Two trucks coming right at us. Evil.

When we got home, I fell up the stairs (yes, up) for a nice little slumber.

And I thank A-corn for the do not disturb sign, like I really needed it!

Hot One

We have had quite a heatwave, but Monday looks like a scorcher.

Craftsmanship.

What a thing of beauty. Meat carefully laid out. Lettuce neatly piled high. Very nicely done. The problem is, this is a photo of what they advertise.

And this is what you get.

Half sandwich, half lunch meat sushi? The absolute skill that it took to make this beauty amazes me. The care that was poured into it. A real labor of love. It is amazing that it only took seconds to create.

Old Contrivance Update

It looks like the tomato trellises are working perfectly (knock on wood). Usually, by this time in the season, I spend a few minutes each day trying to jam the vines back into the cages. Just to do a fair test, I used one of my cages from last year on one plant. So far, the "new-old contrivances" are much less work. I think it is time to build more, and some different sizes for the peppers. I also want to build one that will serve as an onion and garlic drying rack.

I'll never use these again.

Last night's harvest. I gave the zucchini and cucumbers to TJ and Art. I pickled the pepperoncini, and ate the greens, green beans, tomatoes, and squash blossoms.

I love our garden.

Road Trip

America whizzes by.

Last Saturday, we packed up the van and headed for the Adirondacks. As usual, the trek was filled with all of the usual. There were many hours of boredom, seconds of panic and fright, and a few minuets spent having a conversation with a representative of the New York State Police.



Sorry for the blurry shot. It is very difficult to take clear photos at such high rates of speed.

Ironically, moments before it happened.

See the man in the mirror?

I'm not sure how, but she got off with a warning. I swear it was the fact that she was wearing a short skirt and she has great legs. Yes, I do have a photo of them, and NO, I will not share it here. But I can imagine that if this was the view that Officer Friendly would have seen, we would have been in BIG trouble.

These legs get tickets.