@vivify saidI think we had this thread already.
Any cool ideas for making a kick-ass sandwich?
I still go with cucumber.
@mudfinger saidEwwwwwwwww garlic breath!!! 😉
I like to add a smear of black garlic aioli.
Should black garlic aioli be fuzzy?
-VR
@ghost-of-a-duke saidMy dear Ghost, if only new Things would be posted the Forum would become very very siltent…
I think we had this thread already.
I still go with cucumber.
My choice is a slice of dark bread with a slice of cheese and one or more leaves of parsley.
@ponderable saidAnd a dollop of pickle, surely?
My dear Ghost, if only new Things would be posted the Forum would become very very siltent…
My choice is a slice of dark bread with a slice of cheese and one or more leaves of parsley.
@badradger saidMake that chestnut & cranberry and you might be on to something.
Chestnut stuffing and roast chicken .....delish
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@vivify saidFrankenstein Makes a Sandwich
Any cool ideas for making a kick-ass sandwich?
When Frankenstein
prepared to dine
on ham and cheese on wheat,
He found, instead,
he had no bread
(or mustard, cheese, or meat).
What could he do?
He thought it through
until his brain was sore,
And thought he ought
to see what he
could borrow from next door.
His neighbors gawked
as Frankie walked
the paths up to their porches.
Each time he tried
the folks inside
just chased him off with torches.
“A MONSTER! EEK!”
the people shrieked.
“Oh, make him go away!”
The angry hoards
unsheathed their swords,
pulled pitchforks out of hay.
They threw tomatoes,
pigs, potatoes,
loaves of moldy bread.
And soon a thought
struck Frankenstein
as pickles struck his head.
It’s true, at first,
he thought the worst:
His neighbors were so rude!
But then he found
that on the ground
they’d made a mound of food.
He piled it high
and waved goodbye
and shouted, “Thanks a bunch!”
Then stacked it on a plate and ate a big, disgusting lunch.
@pianoman1 saidDelightful!
Frankenstein Makes a Sandwich
When Frankenstein
prepared to dine
on ham and cheese on wheat,
He found, instead,
he had no bread
(or mustard, cheese, or meat).
What could he do?
He thought it through
until his brain was sore,
And thought he ought
to see what he
could borrow from next door.
His neighbors gawked
as Frankie walked
the paths up to their ...[text shortened]... odbye
and shouted, “Thanks a bunch!”
Then stacked it on a plate and ate a big, disgusting lunch.