Wednesday, July 27, 2005

prone to the power of fixation

Today I made a sandwiches and said with a laugh to My Guy, "I am training for the Sandwich Olympics."

Now I cannot shake this idea. There are chili cookoff's, Pillsbury Bakeoff's, contests for the best recipe with spam in it, and at least one festival devoted to the bagel. But who honors the great champion of eating on the run, the noble sandwich?

It has sparked a day dream about having a grand event with celebrity and culinary judges and contestants entered in different categories: hot, cold, veggie, meat, and so on. The all-around champion going home with a giant golden hoagie shaped trophy. Can you see it?

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