I tried to remember this one before, but it just now came back to me.
White bread; lots of cream cheese; pecans crumbled up (buy the pieces bag these days); olives cut up into small pieces; pimientos (if the olives don’t already have them).
Aside from various tuna concoctions, PB&J (with all flavors of J), BLT’s, banana and peanuts, ham and almost any cheese on almost any bread, the pecan and cream cheese sandwiches were my favorites. Can’t remember the last time I had one, but I know what’s now on the shopping list!
Hash browns or French fries on buttered toast. I discovered this in my homeless days in NYC, where I would buy a cup of coffee and eat the leftover’s from other people’s breakfasts.
Fish finger sandwiches are excellent, (Nice one Captain Blunty) as are chip butties, but fried egg sandwiches truly are the food of the Gods.
My friend’s husband, who is quite a normal individual - most of the time - eats raw onion sandwiches with honey.
Not raw onion and honey between the bread - which would be insane enough, but raw onion slices between buttered bread, dipped in runny honey.
I’ve seen him do it, but declined his generous offer to share it.
You mention chips. I don’t think it’s weird at all, but I’ve been called weird because I love to stuff sandwiches with potato chips. You know, you go to a sub shop and get a sandwich and a bag of chips. I put about half the chips inside the sandwich. I get called weird. I like the softness of the bread combined with the crunchiness of the chips. It’s a nice texture.
I’ll agree with you there! Also, the raw onion sandwich sounds reeeeaallly good. I’ll have to try that (but the “dipping” in honey sounds messy, I might just put the honey on the bread).
Ah yes, but do you know the official sanctioned method of preparing PB & M sandwiches? As taught to me by my brother when very young, one must take out two slices of the softest, crappiest white bread one can find; spread one half of each slice with lots of mayo (for slidability), the other half with peanut butter; then fold each slice in half lightly so as not to goosh out the mayo. This method, according to the aforementioned sibling, prevents the flavor from escaping, as it surely will if one merely makes a conventional sandwich and then cuts it (I take his word for it, and in 50 years have NEVER cut a PB & M sandwich). And that ain’t no borscht.
Salad dressing (like Miracle Whip) with imitation bacon bits on white bread (heartburn city)
Fried egg (runny yolk) with MW and cheese on white bread (still good on occasion)
Tomato & MW on white bread (still good)
Peanut butter & banana (still good)
Peanut butter & cheese (requires large glass of milk)
Peanut butter & honey (still good)
Chips on most sandwiches (not only good, a necessity)
Not actually a sandwich, but: on a saltine cracker, MW, then mustard, then Wheaties. Yeah, I know, pretty gross.
As an adult, sandwiches I’ve invented/discovered:
Grilled cheese made with swizz, mozzarella, Monterey Jack, Romano, feta, and dried rosemary. Yum.
Open faced sandwiches made with homemade white bread, leftover turkey, leftover mashed potatoes, and gravy. My husband introduced me to that one. Mmm mmm good.
Oh, and all peanut butter sandwiches (and most other sandwiches) are required to be on whole wheat (or other whole grain) bread.
Julienned green beans and butter on white bread. I liked this as a boy.
Now, my sandwiches are usually made on whole grain bread, and they often sport lettuce and slices of onion and green pepper with hot mustard or horseradish.
As a kid, my favorite was mustard and ketchup on white bread.
The sandwich that weirded me out the most (when I was 13) was my best friend’s little brother’s favorite: Spam, mustard, miracle whip, Kraft singles, and iceberg lettuce on white bread. This is simply because in my family, we usually had roast beef/turkey/chicken, I HATE mayonnaise (or anything approaching it), never had processed cheese, my dad bought leaf lettuce, and we always used white bread. Yes, they had four children and a new mortgage, but I didn’t think about it at the time. Plus, it was what he wanted!
And I have never - before or since - seen someone actually eat Spam.
