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It is tomato sandwich season. Lisa has growed us some tomatoes.
I got 99 problems, but lunch ain't one.
Aug 05, 2010 at 02:08 PM | Permalink
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We call 'em "sink" sandwitches, 'cause you have to eat them over the kitchen sink.
Aug 05, 2010 at 02:31 PM
Heavy mayo and heavy black pepper, please.
Tony Wilkins |
Aug 05, 2010 at 03:41 PM
White bread only, none of this whole grain stuff. Love to watch it turn pink.
Aug 05, 2010 at 04:38 PM
Thank you so much for calling it by its name: Tomato Sandwich. NOT 'mater sandwich, or, God help me, 'mater samich.
I'll overlook "growed" and "ain't."
Aug 05, 2010 at 05:00 PM
JW, I hope you don't go looking at the name of the photo.
White bread and mayo and pepper, yes. Salt as needed.
Ed Cone |
Aug 05, 2010 at 06:03 PM
Next year, zucchini. Mix in some bell peppers and eggplant and you're on your way to some homebrew ratatouille.
Aug 05, 2010 at 06:20 PM
Awww. I didn't need to see that!
Aug 05, 2010 at 06:25 PM
Gotta have bacon on mine.
Aug 05, 2010 at 06:44 PM
I gave away 5 gallon buckets filled with homegrown tomatoes this year and I'm still eating them every day. If only my beans and cukes had done so well. No bees- no beans and cukes.
Personally, I like my mater samwiches on whole wheat with lots of Duke's Mayo (all natural and made in SC.) and fresh basil leaves grown inbetween the tomatoes.
Junkyard Bill |
Aug 06, 2010 at 08:11 AM
I save the basil for the tomato pie.
Aug 06, 2010 at 08:49 AM
breakfast truly is the best. It may be crazy, but as much as I adore all things bready and eggy, I also really love leftover pahd thai for breakfast!
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