Southern Sandwiches

Because of my hubby compromised immune system, we are still sheltering in place.  Which means, no going out to eat.  So forgive me if my post have been focused on food lately, but I’m stuck in the kitchen cooking way more than should be allowed. 

Two weeks I talked about the craziest fried food.  In that post, I mentioned fried Bologna and it got me thinking about the things we slap between two pieces of white bread and call lunch.  Being from Alabama, I remember being served a fried spam sandwich.  The thought kind of makes me a little green now.  

That said, the south just seems to have more than their share of odd sandwiches—especially those of the sweet and savory varieties.  

In my book, Blame it on Texas, the heroine was fixing herself a sandwich and offered to do the same for the hero.  When she asked what kind of sandwich he wanted, he replied, “I’ll take whatever you’re making for yourself.”  Big mistake. Let’s just say it was a funny scene when he bit into the southern delicacy of banana and mayo on white bread.  Poor guy, no matter how much he wanted to pretend to enjoy it, he couldn’t swallow it.  Nope.  Couldn’t do it.

We also ate can pineapple and mayo sandwiches.  I’ll be honest, I’m not a huge fan of fruit sandwiches.  Unless you consider tomato to be a fruit.  And yes, I know it is, but that’s different.  If you start talking bad about mater and mayo on white bread, well, those are fighting words.  I love, LOVE, me a mater sandwich, extra mayo and heavily sprinkled with salt and pepper.  Now I insist, the mater needs to be fresh, and if it’s so fresh you can taste the sunshine on it, well, it’s to die for. 

Of course, in the south, they eat a lot of peanut butter and banana sandwiches.  My father would put mayo on it too.  Not me.  Nope.  But I had cousins who ate banana, mayo and potato chip sandwiches.   Or banana, bacon and mayo.  Yes, bacon is a southern stable, but let’s keep it away from fruit, maters excluded.   Then there’s peanut butter and onion sandwiches.  I’ll pass on that one.  My father was known to enjoy a pickle and mayo sandwich.  

How many of you have dined on a banana and mayo sandwich?  What is the oddest thing you slapped between two pieces of bread and call lunch?

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