I Made You a Sammich
Happy National Sammich Month! We’ve had a bit of a hiccup here on Day 1, as the Internets at Chez Sammich decided to take the day off. I’m typing this into a text editor feeling very much like a post-apocalyptic survivor hoping that someone, somewhere, someday will see my words. There’s no way to know for sure. [Message from the future/past: I had to travel back and forth through time to bring you this article! Cool, huh?]
You might be surprised to know that I have nothing planned for today. I expected I would wake up and take to the Internets for inspiration. I can’t even access my bookmarks! Can you even imagine what this is like? It’s hell, I tell you. Luckily, I realized that I don’t have to be online to compose a post for today, or I’d still be pacing around my house wringing my hands and lamenting the unfairness of it all.
OK, so National Sammich Month starts today, as we’ve already established, and I’ve learned a few interesting things about sammiches in the past week, so let’s start with one of those. Apparently (hat-tip to commenter kyorlin), each state in the U.S. has a
n official sandwich. I promise as soon as I have Internets again I’ll get you the link. [Message from the future: State Sammiches!]
I live in the state of Washington, whose sandwich I can’t tell you yet because I don’t have Internets [Message from the future: “Smoked Salmon Sandwich: Smoked salmon, cream cheese, apples, on whole wheat.*”], in the city of Seattle, whose official sandwich is coffee. I don’t eat meat (except fish sometimes, not because I think it doesn’t count, but because I’m a bad vegetarian), so a lot of the sandwiches on the list would be difficult for me to recreate, meaning it’s a good thing that my plan wasn’t to make and report on a state sandwich or two every day in August. It turns out the state sammiches were submitted to the site above by readers, so you’ll have to let us know whether you agree with your state sammich. I not only agree with mine, I kind of want to marry it.
Ahem…moving on… Other sammich-related stuff we’ll cover this month:
- Why is this site called “Make Me a Sammich”?
- The Origins of the Sammich (and of the month)
- Sammich Art
- Sandwich Trivia
- And much, much more! Probably.
I’ve been thinking about sammiches and which one I would call my favorite. Back when I ate meat, it was the French dip, hands down. I was a vegetarian for years before I discovered a good vegetarian French dip, and it is delicious, but I don’t think it’s my favorite. As much as I love girl cheese**, the thought of it doesn’t make my mouth water quite as much as the veggie sammich my mom and I invented as an answer to one very much like it that was *almost* perfect but not quite.
Here’s our recipe:
- whole-grain bread***
- raspberry vinaigrette dressing
- cream cheese
- alfalfa sprouts
- slice of preferred cheese (optional)
- *Thinly* sliced veggies:
- red onion
I’m telling you, this is a FABULOUS sammich and now my mouth really is watering. It is way past time I made one of these. Try it and let me know what you think! In fact, the next time someone tells you to make them a sammich, say “Make ME a sammich! This sammich!” and give them the recipe.
*Sammiches like this one are why I am a hypocrite.
**I also just remembered an awesome sammich I used to have when I went to community college: grilled cheese with mushrooms and alfalfa sprouts. OMGSOGOOD. It might take my beloved girl cheese sammich over the top. I’ll do a taste-test and let you know. Oh yeah! TUNA MELTS!
***I recently discovered Dave’s Killer Bread, which is *totally* killer, and I can’t wait to try it with All. The. Sammiches.
[Message from the Future: Still no Internets! Posting from secondary basecamp while it’s still officially Day 1 per Pacific time. Whew.]