Turkey sandwich week starts today

To me, the turkey sandwich is the vanilla ice cream or the off white paint of the sandwich world. Turkey breast doesn't have much flavor of its own, so it's only as good as its supporting cast when placed between two slices of bread.

I usually wind up ordering a turkey sandwich - and I hate to admit it -- because it's lower in fat and calories than ham or roast beef. I don't like to fill up at lunch. I get logey around 2:00 p.m.
On a whim I decided to dedicate this week to the turkey sandwich.

Monday

Erbert & Gerbert's subs and clubs -- Skyway 800 LaSalle.

I've walked past this place many times during my semi-frequent 2 p.m. walks (it keeps me awake on slow days) but have never tried their food.

I decided on a turkey sandwich called "Girf." A closer look at the menu shows other colorful sandwich names such as Narmer, Tullius and Bornk. I dig that. Anywho, the Girf ($5.84) contains turkey, ham, provolone, tomato, lettuce and mayo. After ordering I noticed there were a few extras, like sweet peppers, which I could have added to the sandwich to brighten it up a bit.

I probably should have. The sandwich cried out for brown, spicy mustard or the peppers. Ham is usually a nice partner for turkey because it's a little saltier. But this ham fell down on the job. And the turkey was just too subservient for me. Despite it's traditional passive aggressiveness, turkey can be assertive - I've tasted it happen before.

On the bright side, the wheat sub bread was substantial and chewy. So it had that going for it.

I'll give them another try. I'm curious for a Bornk.

BWCA 09 - Tuscarora Throwdown

Here's the video:

Smitten...

Sure, I could gas on about scientific theories about how baby humans emit magical pheromones, sounds and visual cues that compel adult humans to feed and care for them. That our survival as a species would not have been possible without some sort of chemical bond between infant and adult, is extremely fascinating.

But when it comes down to it, babies are too just dang cute to ignore.

Of course, once they get older and smellier and start to talk shit about you...that's another thing. But for now, my niece Chela is a perfect being. She eats, sleeps and excretes bodily functions. Her carbon footprint is relatively miniscule. She doesn't owe any money. And she's never done an unkind thing to anybody.

Perfect.