So I try to post just about everything I make up here since you assholes are so fucking demanding but sometimes I make a shitty sandwich and I never get around to posting it. I was looking through my pictures this morning in self-admiration when I realized I had three sandwiches I never posted, and with good reason. Let's begin:
You may or may not know that a week or two ago I fucked up my back real bad. When I was first prescribed my painkillers I took a shitload because I needed them for like three days prior to this night and I wanted to feel numb after enduring such pain for multiple days. I don't have a single recollection of making this tuna melt. When I woke up there were empty tuna cans in the sink, tuna mixture in the fridge, pictures of a tuna sandwich, but I don't remember a damn thing about it. Apparently I chopped some red onion and pickles and mixed that with the tuna and mayo. Then I allegedly made a tuna melt out of it. I am sure it was the best fucking tuna melt ever made in the history of the planet.
This sandwich was supposed to be a bacon and cheddar omelette but I fucked it up beyond belief so I just cut it in half, threw it on some toasted bread with mayo on it, and topped it with some fresh tomato. If it ended up being a pretty omelette, I totally would have posted this shit. I was going to use this opportunity to explain the importance of using tomato as a garnish and not as an interior ingredient. Instead, it ended up on the cutting room floor.
This grilled cheese was the fucking bomb. I shaved the meat off my leftover
ribs and stuffed it all up in that bitch. This was possibly the best grilled cheese I have ever made. The cheese, however, did not melt fully as I had the heat up too high. Also, bacon would have been necessary in this sandwich in order for me to post it. So there you have it people. Some shitty sandwiches that never made it into the limelight. Eat it.
You may or may not know that a week or two ago I fucked up my back real bad. When I was first prescribed my painkillers I took a shitload because I needed them for like three days prior to this night and I wanted to feel numb after enduring such pain for multiple days. I don't have a single recollection of making this tuna melt. When I woke up there were empty tuna cans in the sink, tuna mixture in the fridge, pictures of a tuna sandwich, but I don't remember a damn thing about it. Apparently I chopped some red onion and pickles and mixed that with the tuna and mayo. Then I allegedly made a tuna melt out of it. I am sure it was the best fucking tuna melt ever made in the history of the planet.
This sandwich was supposed to be a bacon and cheddar omelette but I fucked it up beyond belief so I just cut it in half, threw it on some toasted bread with mayo on it, and topped it with some fresh tomato. If it ended up being a pretty omelette, I totally would have posted this shit. I was going to use this opportunity to explain the importance of using tomato as a garnish and not as an interior ingredient. Instead, it ended up on the cutting room floor.
This grilled cheese was the fucking bomb. I shaved the meat off my leftover ribs and stuffed it all up in that bitch. This was possibly the best grilled cheese I have ever made. The cheese, however, did not melt fully as I had the heat up too high. Also, bacon would have been necessary in this sandwich in order for me to post it. So there you have it people. Some shitty sandwiches that never made it into the limelight. Eat it.
5 comments:
Those look terrible, but I'm sure tasted great! That cheese looks like a runny uncooked egg, are you sure that's not what it was?
Also, I see a Fuel Cafe. Dude, that's Lakefront Brewery! Nuff Said! Are you drinking New Grist on the side?
God only knows what is in that tuna sandwich.
That Fuel Cafe is from when I did this: http://cookingforassholes.blogspot.com/2010/01/lakefront-brewing-multiple-beers.html
Dude, tuna melts are like sex. You know if you can't remember it, it was the BEST you've ever had.
That tuna melt looks good. I've been that fucked up on pain pills before, but I didn't have an
Rx - ha, ha - we did not remember swimming naked in the fountain in front of the bank until we couldn't find our shoes the next morning (well, I'm calling it the next morning-should say later that day).
daytime streaking is a must for everyone!
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