It is difficult to name a sandwich something other than what it is. I always end up sounding like I’m making a sexual reference or trying to be clever. But Habanero Jelly Bacon Turkey Grilled Brie Sourdough Sandwich is too long, no matter how accurate it may be. I believe my grandmother would have called it The Land ‘O Goshen, due to its decadence, messiness, and overall superiority in the field of turkey sandwich creations. I’ve gone with Habanero Jelly Grilled Cheese for simplicity. But it certainly seems like a verbal bucket of cold water compared to the real thing.
I returned from the The Foodways Texas Symposium on fire to make new dishes, and mostly all I’ve done is manage to finally buy a tortilla press on Amazon. It seems a little lacking in magic to order a molcajete off of Amazon, though. I might have to find a bona fide human to buy one of those from, so the chain of custody for good food karma can start for the little alchemy bowl as soon as possible.