As soon as I read the news Shake Shack was launching fried chicken sandwiches, I made a pivotal decision. Lunch would be in Brooklyn.
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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.
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.
E and I had a huge debate about cooking last night.
Oh how I love the smell of beer battered fish in the morning. Or at night. Or anytime really. Coming up tomorrow on 300 Sandwiches: beer battered mahi-mahi sandwiches. For today, I leave you with this mouth-watering teaser above. May your lunch today be as tasty.
The best laid plans are the ones that are always broken.
You knew I was going there. And deep down, you knew I’d be going there after a bender.
I’m a woman of my word. As promised, I remade the shrimp po’ boy all by myself.
E and I have often criticized each other’s wardrobe with the same sharp tongue as an editor during Fashion Week.