As I snacked on a piece of cheese after finishing up some mustardy egg salad today, I had a sudden flashback to eating cheese sandwiches as a kid. Not grilled cheese. Just cheese, on bread, with mustard. Preference: sharp cheddar cheese and yellow mustard. Maybe even some butter. My dad would always ask if I wanted some "meat" (aka bologna, which I refuse to acknowledge as an actual meat) but I was quite content with my cheese sandwich.
My sister's favorite sandwich was open-faced, peanut butter with sugar. Because peanut butter doesn't have enough sugar in it to begin with, she'd then put on a generous sprinkle of sugar. By which I mean she'd load it with sugar until no additional sugar would stick. THEN she would decide it was acceptable to eat.
Still, our favorite sandwiches are pretty "normal" compared to my brother's preferred lunch. Unlike me, he loved bologna sandwiches. His condiment of choice was grape jelly. For years, that's all he would eat for lunch. Bologna and jelly. So gross.
I blame our weird sandwiches on my dad. He was an equal opportunity sandwich lover. He'd put just about anything between two slices of bread. However, all of his sandwiches had one thing in common - one corner always had mayo. Even if it was pb&j. Why? It wasn't because he had a mayo obsession. It was because none of his children had developed a taste for mayo yet. In fact, we all hated it. Putting mayo on one corner of his sandwich meant he'd gladly give us a bite if we asked. It also guaranteed we wouldn't ask for more. (Joe always gives me a bite of food buried in wasabi or sriracha sauce.)
That doesn't work anymore with his adult children. But I have to wonder if he's recycling that trick on my niece and nephew. I know I would!
What weird combinations do you like to put between two slices of bread? Any tricks to keep your yummies to yourself so you don't have to share?