Archive for Sandwiches

Kiss Me, I’m… A Limerick Sandwich!

Ok, these post titles are really getting ridiculous, people.  But this amazing sandwich of cucumber and butter, edged with cream cheese and scallions, is called the Limerick, and it brings me right back to the homeland… well, not to Ireland, but to Scotland.  (And fine, that’s not even my homeland, but anyway…)  Ahem.  Feast your eyes:

the GREEN!  the WHITE!  the YUM!

the GREEN! the WHITE! the YUM!

I discovered this simple and incredibly tasty sandwich at Chado Tea Room – my favorite place to go in Los Angeles when I want to feel like I’m NOT in Los Angeles, but rather in some Merchant Ivory film set in late-century Britain.  (I am also, in these moments, a seventy-five-year-old woman who bakes cookies and goes to the Old Castle Tavern in St. Andrews, Scotland every night to drink Guinness and knit sweaters for my grandchildren.  It’s just one of my fantasies.  Bear with me.)  WOW, did I get off topic.  The point is, at Chado, they have a Limerick sandwich on the menu and I have replicated it for you HERE, so you can ENJOY the crunch of the cukes, the crisp of the scallions, the salt of the cream cheese, and the Ooh-la-la of the butter.  Get your knitting needles, and come with me… Read the rest of this entry »

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Not Grilled Cheese, it’s THRILLED CHEESE!

Oh you know I crack myself up.  And I have really done it this time, I tell ya.  What happens when you make a grilled cheese with pesto, Parmesan, calamata olives and tomato?  It’s a Thrilled Cheese!  And just wait for the special surprise ingredient.  Come with me…

Um-yum-yum-yum, Um-yum-yum-yum...

Um-yum-yum-yum, Um-yum-yum-yum...

What’s that?  CLOSER, you say?  How’s THIS?

So thrilled, I was shaking the camera a wee bit... sorry.

So thrilled, I was shaking the camera a wee bit... sorry about blurriness.

Yes, just when you thought grilled cheese had become frightfully passé, here comes the greatest thing to happen to it since– since PESTO!  And just WAIT for the awesome alternative to butter I used.  Follow me, my friends… Read the rest of this entry »

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Mozzarella, Basil, Tomato Sandwich – God Save the Queen!

Need a quick, beautiful, tasty sandwich that will make you feel like royalty? Get’cher Farmer’s Market loot and combine with some fresh, floaty mozzarella and some healthy wheat bread, and you’ve got it! Witness: Mozzarella Basil Tomato Sandwich – or as I’m calling it, the God Save the Queen!

Like flags in a royal procession...

Like flags in a royal procession...

Yes, if your mouth isn’t watering now, you’re just not human. Or a dog or a bug. (Because I think bugs would like this sandwich, too.) But I digress! This sandwich is also so easy to make that you can do it with only one ankle. (I know this because on Wednesday night, I broke my ankle. Yes. So there’s not a lot of tossing and whipping around the kitchen happening for this Punky Chef at the moment.)

At least it looks punky, eh?

At least it looks punky, eh?

So, get ‘cher boot on and here we go. Now, technically, this combo would be called a “Caprese Sandwich”, but we’re calling it a “God Save the Queen,” because my good friend Carolyn has told me I should name all of the Punky Chef creations after punk bands and punk themes. Trouble is, most punk bands have names like the Velvet Underground, which makes me think of mold in the fridge. (However, it would be the PERFECT name for a red velvet cake recipe, but I don’t like red velvet cake, so I will never make it for you.) Or you could name something a “Sid n’ Nancy,” but then all we think of is heroin and blood, and that’s not very appetizing, though it could make a great cocktail, I suppose. Even the thought of eating something called a “Sex Pistol” – well, I don’t have to tell you.

But then I thought, wait – there is nothing so classic and filled with pageantry as a fresh mozzarella, basil, and tomato sandwich, and what else is classic and filled with pageantry? THE QUEEN! So we arrive at the title for this fabulous and fast sandwich – and you can imagine the most famous Sex Pistols song, or you can imagine carriages, crowns, and receptions. Either way, it’s damn tasty, so let’s get started!
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