Archive | August, 2012

Sandwich #26–“French Tuesdays” Croque Madame

“Croque madame,” E suggested over text message. “You eat ham?” I asked. I learn something new about my boyfriend every day. I’m not too fond of white creamy sauces (my thighs expand at the mere sight of them), nor was I looking forward to having to top this cheesy sandwich with a runny egg. But […]

Sandwich #25–“Hold the Avocado” Turkey BLT

After that epic fail of that shrimp and avocado couscous pita thing I tried to make a meal, I had to recover, reboot, and rebound. My sandwich making ego had taken a blow. How I was going to make up for that bland nothingness of last night’s dinner? Do I cook up something truly gourmet, […]

Sandwich #22– “Watch the Hole” One-Eyed Breakfast Sandwich

The thing I admire most about E is that he’s always happy in the morning. No matter if he’s hung over or hasn’t gotten 8 hours of shuteye, or it’s raining out or he has a tough day of work ahead of him, he’s always in a good mood when he wakes up. “Good morning, […]

Sandwich #21–“Up All Night” Homemade S’mores

I really should not be allowed to eat sugar past 9 PM. When I do, I turn into a Gremlin (readers over 30 will remember what Gremlins are. Those under 30, Google it). In the 1984 movie “Gremlins,” these adorable pets named mogwais are in the care of humans. But along with no sunlight and […]

Sandwich #18: “Early Rise” Egg and Avocado Sandwich

E woke up at 7 am on Sunday morning. I needed a few more minutes of shuteye, and didn’t stumble to the kitchen until an hour later. “Coffee,” I muttered. “Breakfast!” he chirped, but hadn’t started cooking. I looked in our refrigerator and noticed we had more than a dozen eggs, plus we had fresh […]

Sandwich #11– “Welcome Home–Made” Ice Cream Sandwiches

E and I went our separate ways this weekend. Though both of our parents live in Michigan, they live 3 hours away from each other on opposite sides of the state. Since we only had the two day weekend off from work, E and I visited our respective families separately this time. Funny thing is […]

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