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A happy childhood is the worst possible preparation for life.


Here's a felt sandwich that Jen made the boys for Christmas. The choices are limited, but if you'd like some mix of ham, Jarlsberg cheese, tomato, lettuce and beetroot on white bread, and don't mind not being able to eat it; this sandwich is for you!

Which brings me to today's Sunday Top Five: My Top Five Sandwich Fillings!
1) Cheese: I'm a cheese man: Double Gloucester; Wensleydale; Gouda; Cheshire; Provolone; Edam; Limberger; Lancashire; Mozzarella; Havarti; Mascarpone; Gołka; Camembert; Tilsit; Gruyère; Brie; Fetta; Gorgonzola; Red Windsor; Red Leicester; Quark; Chèvre; Ricotta on and on and on it goes. Today however, I can't go past a nice mature smoked Cheddar!

2) Salami: Like cheese, the varieties are endless. I can't look past a spicy Hungarian though...

3) Tomato: fresh from the garden!

4) Lettuce: a crisp and fresh cos will do.

5) Beetroot: you know what they say...

Comments

Hallam said…
That's impressive!
Skip Simpson said…
Okay! Thanks for making me hungry! :)
Tash said…
I've seriously thought about your title & I disagree...it's the worst prep for being a good writer.

Jen is soooo creative and talented. Those boys are so lucky - with both parents, of course ;D.

What in the world is beeroot...One thing for sure - it probably doesn't taste anything like beer.

Martadella, you forgot martadella.
jen said…
Pattern from the lovely Myrtle & Eunice
yamini said…
I want one too.... Plz Jen Plzzzzz
Kris McCracken said…
Hallam, it doesn't taste as nice as it looks.
Kris McCracken said…
Tash, beetroot is also known as table beet, garden beet, red beet or informally simply as beet. It is the thing that you put in borscht.

On sandwiches, I like it pickled.
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, shipping is prohibitive...

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