‘I’m 124 Sandwiches Away From an Engagement Ring’
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Since last June, a young woman has attracted attention from culinary world icons such as Emeril Lagasse, Michael White and Ken Friedman with 300sandwiches.com, a beautifully photographed blog that documents her quest to woo her boyfriend with bread-and-meat creations. We now reveal that the woman behind the blog is our very own Page Six senior reporter, STEPHANIE SMITH. Here, she tells her story — and shares some recipes.
My boyfriend, Eric, is the gourmet cook in our relationship, but he’d always want me to make him a sandwich.
Each morning, he would ask, “Honey, how long you have been awake?”
“About 15 minutes,” I’d reply.
“You’ve been up for 15 minutes and you haven’t made me a sandwich?”
To him, sandwiches are like kisses or hugs. Or sex. “Sandwiches are love,” he says. “Especially when you make them. You can’t get a sandwich with love from the deli.”
One lazy summer afternoon just over a year ago, I finally gave in. I assembled turkey and Swiss on toasted wheat bread. I spread Dijon mustard generously on both bread slices, and I made sure the lettuce was perfectly in line with the neatly stacked turkey slices.
Eric devoured the sandwich as if it were a five-star meal, diving in with large, eager bites. “Babes, this is delicious!” he exclaimed.
As he finished that last bite, he made an unexpected declaration of how much he loved me and that sandwich: “Honey, you’re 300 sandwiches away from an engagement ring!”
I paused.Was our happily ever after as simple as making him a few sandwiches?
More pictures of the happy couple and sammich recipes at NY Post.
Actually it turns out that this guy is really not the “Shut up & make me a sammich!” douchecanoe that you might think he is, that making all these sammiches was her idea, and he is the one who does most of the actual cooking.
When my kids were growing up, I told each one of them, “I will show you how to cook your favorite food, whatever it is, so you will always be able to make it for yourself.”
My sons all learned how to make their favorites: lasagna, mac & cheese, fried chicken, spaghetti & meatballs, and they also learned independence!
My daughters did not like this exercise. My middle daughter, even though chicken nuggets were her favorite, was grossed out at the thought of touching a piece of raw chicken. However they got over this before they got married.
When my sons got married, their lovely wives were delighted to learn that they could cook!
