Mike and I thought – both apart and together – about this prompt a lot. We discussed many options, and we each pondered many more. It seemed an impossible choice – sandwiches are pretty much Mike’s favorite food, and we’ve both eaten so many amazing sandwiches that we had no idea how we’d decide which one was the best ever. Breakfast sandwiches, with eggy tofu and bacon and melty cheese and runny Vegg yolk? Grilled macaroni and cheese (this was a contender)? The bacon cheeseburger from Arlo’s in Austin? Buffalo chicken hoagies? Chicken parmesan on grilled sourdough? A vegan Cuban sandwich? Homemade seitan pastrami with mustard and spicy garlic dills? We went on and on, around and around.
Y’all, I had this whole thing figured out – I was going to make a dinner we ate a lot as a kid. But when Mike went to get eggless ribbon noodles from the one store we know for sure carries them, they… don’t anymore. Well, damn. So I thought about what I could do instead – pizza? No, I’m doing that tomorrow (spoiler!). Maybe breakfast for dinner? That was SO exciting to me and my siblings when we were kids, so maybe. And then, at like 4 in the afternoon, when my sockless feet were cold and I needed to grab a cardigan to chase away a chill, I got it – I remembered one of my all-time favorite childhood dinners: tomato soup and grilled cheese. Continue reading →