As you all know, the sandwich may have been christened in England (I refuse to say invented, the chances that no one placed their lunch between two slices of bread before the Earl of Sandwich is rather unlikely to say the least), but it's spiritual home has to be New York. As those of you who know me (i.e. all of you) will know, I'm slightly obsessed by sandwiches. I thank my dad for that one. As such, this Englishman in New York is as happy as a pig in shit when it comes to lunchtime.
The local deli near work (a Sunac if you're interested) has a full gamut of breads and fillings, hot and cold. After six months of experimentation I believe I've perfected my order.
I give you: The CAT
The ingredients in order of importance:
1 x grilled chicken breast (still hot)
1/4 Avocado
1/2 Tomato
Large soft white roll
A generous about of mayonnaise
A small squirt of hot sauce
Lettuce (I'm not fooling anyone with this pretence to healthy eating)
Why the cat? Like the BLT, this is Chicken, Avocado and Tomato.
The only thing that would improve this is bacon, because, well, bacon improves everything. I have to have some limits though. So please, my readers, go forth, order your cat sandwiches.
Tell them James sent you. This will confuse them.
For more tasty sandwich facts, pop on over to:
http://www.foodtimeline.org/foodsandwiches.html
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