Friday, June 27, 2008
Friends, I took one for the team today. I cut the sandwich in half to take pictures of the inside for you. Mind you, this was all for you. I then backed up to sit on a chair to get a good angle to take the photo from. Much to my surprise, instead of sitting I found myself falling. As in I forgot that I had just moved that chair two feet further back. Um, oops. I landed on the floor and discovered my rather large knife still in my hand. First thought was that surely I had just stabbed myself multiple times with the acrobatics I displayed. I did a body check and to my relief no blood was in sight. However, that is when the pain coming from my butt hit me. Big time. As in I rolled to my hands and knees to prevent any of my backside from coming into contact with even the air around the floor. I am not a moaner people, but this was a special circumstance. I think I might have even whimpered. I lay on the floor for a good 10 minutes and fought waves of nausea from the pain. I am still feeling the ache and just took a couple ibuprofen to hopefully make it abate. Needless to say, I didn't get those shots of the cut sandwich. You're just going to have to imagine the prettiness.
This sandwich is one that I just threw together one day last summer. Jess and I loved it so much that it has become a summer staple in our place. No recipe really for you, just a listing of ingredients for you to assemble as you see fit. Ciabatta rolls, a jar of roasted red peppers, red onions, basil, and chevre (goat cheese). Side note: Even though I am a very much a "word person", I still don't get how to pronounce chevre. I've never been able to do it. For some reason, cheeses just trip me up. I still get tongue tied with Gruyere, and Mascarpone just sounds slightly naughty. Anyway, the following is a photo essay for the ingredients that I used. Here's to hoping my butt doesn't swell up...
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