You Say Sandwich, We Say Yeah!

You know it's been busy when I can't even find the time to update this sandwich blog, despite how many sandwiches I've been consuming. This one here is from Jeffrey's Cafe in Grande Prairie, Alberta, where I stayed for about a week in June and ate out for almost every single meal at some form of chain restaurant. Jeffrey's had the freshest options, but somehow, they consistently screwed up my sandwich and/or salad order every single time that I am only going to share this one sandwich that they could not mess up, and that is the hot egg breakfast sandwich. I don't remember much about it, except that the egg was hot and the bread was too big for what it was carrying, but it was nice to eat a fresh tomato and basil with my eggs for a wee change that week. I could only have recommended that they let the cheese melt on the bread as it would have provided some form of cohesion in textures and flavour. Still, better than Denny's. That is all.

Life on the road leads me to many places. As of late, it is leading me to the gym, because I have been eating things like this Moon over My Hammy breakfast sandwich from Denny's. I am too young or out of it to understand the cultural reference this sandwich is suppose to be referring to, but unless Miami is soaked in butter, the reference would not stand. Ordered without the hash browns, because let's face it, they are necessary when saddled next to this. Amendment: Now just a minute, is the egg suppose to be the moon? Never mind, it still doesn't really make sense.