It has recently been brought to my attention that I am gluten intolerant.
I am intolerant of many things: bad commercials, rude people, stupid song lyrics.
But I have never, ever, been intolerant of sandwiches.
I love sandwiches. Pastrami on rye. Egg salad. Chicken club. Even avocado and tomato.
The sandwich is the perfect meal. It's quick, it's easy to make, and you really can't screw it up.
A sandwich fills you up, like you're an empty car at a gas bar.
There are many condiments available to spice it up, tang it up, make it gooey.
Salsa, mayo, mustard, relish.
I love having one of those BLTs that bleed tomato down my arms. Or a sandwich that is so big you can't get your gob around it.
I will have none of those. Today or tomorrow.
The mind wants what the mind wants, but the gut.
The gut is all supreme.
Today, I crave a sandwich.
I am having soup. :(