Azure Jane Lunatic (Azz) 🌺 (
azurelunatic) wrote2024-09-03 08:14 pm
Not quite a sandwich
Last night we were going to have soup, salad, and a sandwich. I had retrieved all the sandwich materials from the refrigerator! Then I looked at the sourdough.
No sandwiches after all. Damn.
First I sulked. Then I thought. Perhaps the situation could be salvaged after all.
Some rustling and rattling later, I carried a couple sandwich-swords into the living room, strung with pickle slices, artistically folded salami, less artistically folded roast beef with mustard, and cheddar cheese.
Soup, salad, and ... swords? I'll take it!
No sandwiches after all. Damn.
First I sulked. Then I thought. Perhaps the situation could be salvaged after all.
Some rustling and rattling later, I carried a couple sandwich-swords into the living room, strung with pickle slices, artistically folded salami, less artistically folded roast beef with mustard, and cheddar cheese.
Soup, salad, and ... swords? I'll take it!

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(I'm not usually getting through an entire loaf in one week, but the loaf doesn't always last two.)
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