Anyway, here we were with a full mound of leftover turkey breast (mound is the metric designation, mind you. In Imperial units it was a chunk-load), and it's not leftover turkey sandwich season. What's a family to do then? Captain Obvious would like to suggest perhaps making a turkey pie...
The making of a sandwich, the dawn of a sandwich-y revolution
Right about noon on Thursday, I found myself knee-deep in a familiar predicament: I’d forgotten to bring anything to work with me suitable for lunch-time consumption. What was I do? Scrounge from desk to desk, begging for ancient granola bars ferretted away in desk drawers for emergency use only? Ignore the roiling pangs of hunger … Continue reading The making of a sandwich, the dawn of a sandwich-y revolution