Pink Sandwich Novels & Stories

He held up two fingers and knocked one down at a time as he spoke. “I like heavy metal and … my favorite sandwich to eat is peanut butter, bananas, and pickles.” “Yes, to the heavy metal, but gross to the sandwich. Did you just wake up one day and decide you were going to make the worst sandwich ever created?” My nose scrunched up and I think my stomach even curled. “Don’t knock it til you try it, babe. I promise it’ll change your life,” he said seriously. “I’ll pass. The only thing it’ll have me changing is my clothes.”

She seems happy, that's good. OMG he brought corned beef and pastrami sandwiches from Jake's Delicatessen, I Love Their Food! I'm tearing my sandwich up, but he seems sad, did he not like it? I mean like it's JAKES! Their food is de-fucking-licious, who doesn't like juicy, flavorful beef sandwiches!? If he didn't want to eat the same thing that he bought for me he couldn't just gotten something else. He didn't have to sacrifice for me, now I'm kinda worried so I ask him,

Kaivan asked enthusiastically. "Panini sandwiches," Anne replied. She then placed a sandwich on Kaivan's plate, inviting her husband to taste it. "I hope you like it. It's still warm." Kaivan nodded. He picked up a knife and fork, slowly savoring the food that had been specially prepared for him. Panini itself is a sandwich originating from Italy. It usually uses whole bread that's grilled. The bread is then horizontally cut and filled with slices of processed meats like salami, mortadella, or prosciutto along with cheese, tomato slices, and tuna.

I reply lifting my pinky finger up to him. Sinner grabs my pinky and kisses it lightly. I know we are on the same page them. "I'll go make sandwiches for us," I mutter as I lead the way. The men join us and watch how I prep the sandwich ingredients. I wanted ham lettuce and egg in them, and a cream made from mayonnaise and ketchup. "Nothing beats my sandwiches," I say happily as I start digging the fridge for the ingredients. I notice the banter from the men has died down so I ask teasingly, still removing lettuce from the fridge.

"This is okay, although ask Susan to add some more mint to the sauce." Adam nodded and pushed that dish aside, bringing some more closer. "Try these. I think Susan is picking some new recipes nowadays." Fernando nodded in agreement as he took a bite of the sandwich. It was a vegan option. He winced. The sandwich was great and all but he was a meat guy. "It's great." "If it's so great then why is your face like that?" Adam asked chuckling and Fernando glared at him. "There's no meat." He simply said and frowned at his phone. Why wasn't she here here yet?

“I brought something for the boring eater.” He reached into his backpack and pulled out a pre-made sandwich. He handed it to me as I took it into my fingers like it was gold. Thank goodness I didn’t have to eat the nasty Spam. “You are missing out though,” Preston said as he sliced up his Spam and placed it on his bread. I shook my head as I unwrapped my sandwich. “I’m pretty positive I am the winner in this.” I looked up at him as he took a bite of his sandwich. “Thank you.”

“Okay, I told you something embarrassing about me. Now you have to tell me something about you.” “Okay, okay.” I laughed. “I never tell anyone my favorite sandwich because people think it’s really weird. But I have a guilty pleasure for peanut butter, bacon, and banana sandwiches.” “Seriously?” Luke stared at me wide-eyed. “I know, it’s really weird.” I put my hands on my face in mock embarrassment. “No, it’s just crazy because it’s my favorite sandwich too. I’ve never met anyone else that eats them.” I laughed. “Wow, that’s a crazy coincidence. I don’t even remember how I came up with it, but I’ve been eating it for years.”

“A natural pink, or a color not too bright if you have it. Just something pretty and feminine.” “Okay, we can do that.” I smile broadly. “Can I also have a toasted sandwich?” I am starving already and I don’t want to look like a pig on my date. I fumble around with the menu. “Um.” I scan the choices. “A club sandwich, if that’s okay?” “Yes, no problem. That will be about ten minutes.” “Thank you.” I hang up, and with a twirl of happiness I flop onto the bed.

I stuttered and watched him. “She is going to have a club sandwich with bacon, chicken, lettuce, cucumber, and tomato, no fried eggs and she will have fries too with ketchup and a glass of Pepsi.” He said and I just sat there staring at him. He was ordering the exact same thing I ordered the last time we came here. “Nathaniel,” I called. My voice was barely above a whisper but he heard me anyway. “What? You don’t want that? That’s weird. I remember you ordered the same thing the last time we came here.”

He did, however, have a palette that made eating with him hard to take at times. "What's wrong? I'm a big guy, I have to eat a lot of food to keep weight." Fitz asked as he picked up one of the three sandwiches on his plate and took a bite. "And does that food have to be what looks like a peanut butter, jelly and tuna fish sandwich?" Lacey practically gagged as she saw bits drip from the back of his sandwich onto his plate. Fitz thought about her question for a second before answering. "Well no, it doesn't have to be obviously." He answered seriously "But they are freaking awesome. I'm thinking of a name for it, either Mudfish Surprise or Sloppy Cod's."