Went to the big city to get some gas and kitty litter, and I stopped at the smokehouse and got a rack of ribs for my folks and a bbq Cuban and some mac and cheese, slaw, and baked beans for myself, because I was not in the mood to cook.
I have no idea what it is, and trust me, I like the so-called finer things in life (road kill stew, ramps, corn jelly), but there is just something about a good sammich that hits the spot every now and then. This had pulled pork in a homemade wet sauce as the base, then a typical cuban sandwich on top of that, and then a boatload of pickles. And it was awesome. I’d planned to have half before the game and half at halftime, but ended up standing over the oven eating the whole damned thing out of the styrofoam container.
Sometimes a good sandwich fixes everything for a while.
GO STILLERS!