There is debate among my family as to what exactly constitutes a sandwich. Having seen my sandwiches, you know that I favour elaborate creations with tasty bread, different kinds of meat, multiple mustards, tomatoes, different kinds of onions, lettuce (or alfalfa sprouts), and probably some mayonnaise.
My father is less inclined to make such an effort. A roughly cut slab of French loaf and some kind of meat are all that he really needs to be satisfied. In fact, it was from him that I learned an important lesson. Anything can go on a sandwich. You’ve got leftover meatloaf? That can be a sandwich. Got an extra hamburger from last night’s grill? That was already a kind of sandwich, but it too can be eaten cold, even if you don’t have the appropriate bun.
It was in that spirit that I made my sandwich from leftover kebab. My girlfriend slaved over a congratulatory meal and my underserved reward, apart from a delicious meal with her, was some leftovers. I was a bit low on condiments and frills, but following my father’s advice, it seemed to work out. In fact, I am having another one as soon as I finish typing this blog–though I have some tomatoes to put on it this time.