Sometimes, when I’m hungry, all I crave is a sandwich.
You can keep your fancy dan grub (and boy, do I like that stuff too) but when the urges takes you, the only thing that will do is a sandwich. Or, as we say in Leeds, ‘Sanger’ – or at least I do.
On this particular occasion, I’d spent a whole morning writing stuff and answering emails and before I knew it, lunchtime had been and gone. And I was famished. Apologies if you dig roads for a living, or lift heavy loads all day long, but I can assure you that it’s possible to get very hungry tapping on a computer keyboard. Honest.
So. I had a very clear idea of what I fancied and I set about constructing a very simple, but satisfying lunch that I had decided I was going to eat in the garden, regardless of the bright but chilly weather conditions.
Here’s how it shaped up:
Bread – white, processed, working class, thick and chewy. With butter, of course.
Ham – home-baked, lurking in the fridge for a month or so (but it smelled OK), spiced with cloves
Cheese – Emmental, nutty and chewy
Mustard – dijon, subtle heat
Salad – peppery rocket, new season spring onions (hot)
Seasoning – sea salt and freshly ground black pepper
The result was a classic sandwich that delivered on every level from comfort food through to bags of flavour. Accompanied by a cheeky glass of Chianti sat in a breezy Yorkshire garden in April, it was one of the nicest lunches I’ve had so far this year. Perfect.
What’s your favourite sandwich?