…trying to be a good, obedient American, I was sitting here eating a bowl of leftover vegetables and dreaming, fondly, of a big fat baloney sandwich. Today I am going straight for the sandwich and do not get in my way.
I grew up with baloney sandwiches and yellow mustard on squishy, white bread. Now I eat them with that brown Germanic mustard and whole-grain bread, but that’s as obedient as I plan to get. I’ll eat vegetables for supper, where they belong.
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