10/20/2025
Last week someone told me that a sandwich is not a meal, and my jaw is still on the floor.
It must be the poor in me, because a sandwich has always been considered a meal in my home, and always will.
When I'm not feeling the best, I'll make a sandwich.
When we get home late after activities/events, and I need to get something on the table quickly, sandwiches are one my go to meals.
One of my comfort foods is sandwiches.
I love them real bad.
I'll have them with a side of chips and pickles, or if I'm feeling fancy, I'll add in a bowl of soup.
I don't ever want to get to a point in my life where I think I'm too good to throw together a sandwich and nourish myself, and those around me.
Am I the only one who feels this way?