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Sandwich #279–“Egg-Celent” Deviled Egg Banh Mi
You must have plenty of eggs lying around your house after Easter.
Eggs, You Say? An Easter Egg-y Weekend
Easter is this weekend. Got me thinking about my holidays of yore. It was usually the end of Spring Break, so I wasn’t too happy about that.
Sandwich #278–“In the Mail” Fried Egg with Bacon and Strawberries
I was away for work in Miami for a few days, and ate my face off on South Beach in between events and meetings and writing by the pool with the warm sun beaming down on my skin. Now I’m back in New York City. In the cold. With no pool.
Forbidden Sandwich #9–Bacon, Spinach and Avocado with Roasted Tomato
In order to satisfy my end of the 300 sandwiches challenge, I had to make sandwiches that E wanted to eat. This did not include spinach or avocado.
Forbidden Sandwich #7–Fried Egg, Tomato Jam and Sauteed Kale on Pita
I like kale. My fiance does not.
The Wild Sandwich: Scrambled Eggs with Wild Ramp Butter
I’m good at foraging chocolate. Shoe sales. Plane tickets to tropical locations. Fresh vegetables in Prospect Park? Not so much.
Sandwich #260–“World Cup Worthy” Fried Egg and Bacon Jam Sandwich
Oh, bacon jam at work.
Sandwich #201–“Thanksgiving Morning After” Turkey Breakfast Sandwich
E and I have plenty to do in the week before Thanksgiving.
Sandwich #196–“Manly Feelings” Egg Salad with Bacon and Dijon Mustard
E and I were both emotional over breakfast yesterday.
Sandwich #147–“Towel Stealer” Sriracha Egg Salad Sandwich
E has a criminal past. He’s a towel stealer.
Sandwich #129–“Growing Children” Tomato, Mozzarella and Scrambled Egg Breakfast Sandwich
E is raising the children in our herb garden to be bright, healthy young sprouts. The basil has grown into full, leafy stalks. Our dill is tall enough to come up to our knees. The mint is as big as a rose bush and our cilantro has flowered. I’m so proud of my little father. […]
Sandwich #90–“Beach Body” Scrambled Egg White Sandwich with Peppers
E and I are planning a trip to Miami in a few weeks, partly for work, partly for play. This will involve time on the beach in very little clothing, which will expose parts of our body that may not be in the tightest form.
Sandwich #80 1/4–“Half Asleep” Fried Egg and Avocado
E’s assessment of this morning’s sandwich: “Boring. Unimaginative. Lazy. It’s like you sat on the couch and ate Cheetos instead of making me a nice breakfast. I have nothing nice to say.”
Sandwich #36–“Senior Moments” Breakfast Burrito
According to E and I, a burrito counted as a sandwich. Simple math, people: Burrito= Wrap. Wrap=sandwich. Breakfast burritos were supposed to be easy. But it all went haywire when I started cooking.
Sandwich #31–“Dirty Dishes” Sausage and Egg Sandwich
The night before the end of Fashion Week, I capped of a full day of covering events and shows with a late meal at Harry Cipriani (where, in fact, I spotted Naomi Campbell near the bar). When I finally made it home, E was already in bed. But I didn’t head to the bedroom to […]
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 #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 […]
