I made the best EVER sandwich for lunch today. So good I had to post about it.
- Toasted multi-grain bagel with butter.
- Horseradish mayonnaise
- Wiltshire bacon
- mozzarella cheese
Washed down with a fine lager.
I should’ve taken a damn photo.
My daughter eats tuna like candy. We made tuna salad this morning for her lunch sandwiches then she ate the leftovers for breakfast.
Just thought you should know.
So, it’s around 2pm and I’m getting hungry – I haven’t had lunch yet. I forgot my wallet at home, and all I have is a loaf of bread and gum on my desk. I don’t feel like eating plain whole wheat bread, but I see a jar of peanut butter at a co-worker’s cubicle. What the hell – he won’t mind. So I make a peanut butter sandwich.
5 minutes later: The sandwich has an odd aftertaste. It doesn’t taste like peanuts. While eating it it seemed fine, but now, a lingering aftertaste of this-ain’t-right is in the back of my throat.
So I’m drinking a cup of coffee to wash that taste out. That’ll fix it! I couldn’t easily find anything on google about getting sick from old peanut butter, and google knows everything, thus I won’t get sick.
Phillip might post my obituary, if it comes to that.
While on vacation I got sick 30 minutes after eating two fried eggs. They seemed fine when I cooked and ate them, but afterwards I vomited half the day. Maybe my sense of taste isn’t acute to non-normal things.
Greg: yes, that peanut butter jar sitting in your cubicle near the window. I threw it out.