Before I get to this incredible, jam-packed, overloaded chicken salad (or Tuna), a brief kinda moose cheese rambling is in order.
I wrote a long preface to this post, but was told to ditch it. Too personal, too revealing, too much apologizing for being gone so long, they said. So, I gave in and ditched it. All that matters is that I’m finally here, so let’s celebrate with sandwiches or wraps, whichever you prefer.
Messy and blurry, but oh so good.
Did you just hear the dull, hollow thud after I said that? Yeah, it’s there, an apropos response to sandwiches after 8 months away from blogging, not counting my last post, and my brief appearance to pay tribute to my dear, late friend, Lis.