I'm a big breakfast person: Eggs, bacon and yogurt is my go-to meal before a round. On the course, peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwiches are great for energy, but a protein bar works, too.
A sandwich and a cup of coffee, and then off to violin-land, where all is sweetness and delicacy and harmony.
Do not make a stingy sandwich; pile the cold cuts high; so you should see salami coming through the rye.
My demeanor isn't that of a woman enraged. To see me slumped, glassy-eyed, holding a sandwich someone has cut for me into four "manageable" pieces, a person might tell you I look much more like a woman subdued.
When I'm in the mood for room service, my favorite order is a peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwich.
I dress and eat like a fifth-grader, basically. I like sandwiches and cereal and hooded sweatshirts.
The kids were more worried if we had mustard for sandwiches before we even got out of the gym. They forgot about it.
Am I tough? Am I strong? Am I hard-core? Absolutely. Did I whimper with pathetic delight when I sank my teeth into my hot fried-chicken sandwich? You betcha.
Haven't you noticed that every time the government f-ks up McDonald's has a new sandwich?
I make a mean peanut butter and jelly sandwich.