"Yo Smalls, can you make me an egg sandwich?" Is the question my younger brother Cheechie will ask me either Saturday or Sunday morning on weekends, but never before 10:30, that I spend at my parents house. A few weeks ago I made him a Grilled Cheddar Cheese, Bacon and Egg on wheat bread on the griddle. Grilling bread on a griddle with some butter is much better than toasting it. It adds an additional layering of flavor and gives the chance for everything to come together in the sandwich that a toaster cannot provide. This method of sandwich making is known as a "Stevewich" in our kitchen. Not really sure how it happened, but I know Serious Meat had named it years ago after the great Stone Cold Steve Austin.
After a few bites of the sandwich you hear Serious Meat ask, "Yo, can I get a bite of that?" After some bickering and name calling, Serious Meat usually gets a bite, depending on how cranky Cheech is. Cheechman doesn't have the same appreciatoin for food as Serious Meat and I do, so he doesn't really understand the whole blogging concept. I can accept that and have decided to dedicate this post to him anyway because he loves egg sandwiches.
Splatz!
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