While we were having our late afternoon swim, Mr. Dinner Bell asked what was for dinner. When I said steak sandwiches, he gave me "the look". You know the one? Like they'd rather eat their own foot for dinner? Now, truthfully, I was annoyed. I hid it. Sort of. But how could he just want a hunk of meat on a plate instead of the thinly sliced filet layered with caramelized onions and roasted red peppers and covered with dill Havarti and then piled on a garlic butter toasted roll? HOW I ASK YOU? Then I started thinking. Maybe I DO make sandwiches too much. And tacos/Mexican food. Oh, and experimental salads. So I started wanting to be more well-rounded. For you - my 47 blog readers. For a minute, I thought that would make me a better person. And then, that thought left. If you don't like tacos and sandwiches, well you just haven't had the right ones. So starting tomorrow, I'll roll out my own Taco Tuesday. While I can't offer 99 cent margaritas, (how cool would THAT be?) I can come up with a whole lot of taco-ness and teach you how to make a mean margarita to boot.
As for sandwiches, there will be lots of them for the summer. They are just fun. And easy. And, well, truth be told, I like things you can eat off a paper plate, okay? I hate washing dishes.
|Who could not want this for dinner?|