The "225"

Last night I had one of the yummiest sandwiches I've had (to my recollection).

JH and I had been planning to get together for a late dinner last night. I received a call saying he wouldn't be able to make our reservations, as he was still in the car on the way home, 200 miles away! We forewent the restaurant
and decided to cook up a little sandwich action. $25.00 later and a Kowalski's receipt in hand (with a timestamp that read 10:39:44PM), we were on our way to make the aforementioned sandwich.



We started the balsamic reduction, washed and sauteed green beans (as a side), fried up the bacon, sliced the apple, and baked the ciabatta. When i say "we" I mean, Ashlee standing in the kitchen doorway and JH tending to three burners and an oven. Again, "we" softened the apple slices slightly (in the bacon fat, of course). A straight apple with this preperation was strangely smokey and fatty tasting, but in the sandwich it sang! the bread and the cheese were melted together in harmony. Said acoutroments piled atop and drizzled with balsamic reduction.

Good times and yums well into the night.
Ashlee was a happy girl.
The end.