Category Archives: NPR

First You Take a Turkey

Thanksgiving 2012 has come and gone. I just pitched the last squirrel-ravaged hubbard squash off the porch. Reflecting back now, as a mental model train hums “Christmas Time Is Here” on a continuous track.
Before you can build a better turkey sandwich, you have to build a better turkey. And cook it better. Chris Kimball, of America’s Test Kitchen, is in the business, and as-close-to-pleasure-as-he-gets, of cooking a better anything.

Perfect turkey is on a lot of minds this time of year. Maybe you eat a Thanksgiving feast reprised on December 25. If not, squirrel this away for next November.

 Strap on your aprons and ride the NPR train  with me for a few minutes. Listen to, and look at the making of,
Comfort And Joy: Making The ‘Morning Edition’ Julia Child Thanksgiving.

Carolyn and I shopped, cooked, labeled, packed and hauled for a couple days ahead. You wouldn’t know it from the pristine looks of Joyce Goldstein’s gorgeous sunny kitchen. That’s the idea. Smoke and mirrors, people, even for the limelight eschewing radio.

Styling for radio? Dat’s right. Blast and a half. Damn fine turkey, too. Would it ever make a good sandwich.

Two P’s in a Pod in a Pinch

eanutbutter and ickles

From KG-in-a-inch

Thought about you the other day: the NY Times had a write up in the food section about eanut butter & bread & butter ickle sandwiches. That is the one ickle I do like. Karin and my dog Mitchell were out of town all weekend seeing her mom in Roanoke. Kept telling myself – since I had all the ingredients – I was going to try this out. Kept chickening out.

My (used to be) aversion to ickles was 1.) thought erfectly fine cucumbers were messed with & 2.) (back when I would do McDonald’s – thought it was nervy of them to assume everyone wanted ickles on the cheeseburgers. Having quit smoking a couple of years ago find my alette has expanded. Such adventure ahead!

The verdict is in: Skippy Extra Crunchy w/ bread & butter ickles on lightly toasted  French bread = 100% winner!

Your encouragement was very helpful making this dive into the gastronomic unknown…..

Sandwich Monday: The PB&P

by Ian Chillag

NPR – October 29, 2012

The Peanut Butter & Pickle Sandwich dates back to the Great Depression. It’s great if you’re transported back in time to 1930 and you forget to bring Powerbars, or, say, if you’re stuck in your house with limited pantry options as a big hurricane heads your way. The New York Times says the PB&P is “a thrifty and unacknowledged American classic.”

Ian: As New York Times endorsed sandwiches go, this is way better than the Paul Krugwich.

Robert: It’s a weird combination. It’s a bad sign when even pregnant women won’t eat it.

Ian: The reason the Peanut Butter & Pickle sandwich was popular in the Great Depression was because people didn’t have money for the more traditional sandwich, the Anything & Anything Else.

Leah: Yeah. This pairs great with a nice shoelace and mule hoof stew.

Eva: This was part of FDR’s New Deal program to get unemployed pickles back to work.

Ian: Wow. It’s not bad. I haven’t been this surprised by a sandwich since that White Castle slider came to life and begged us to stop eating it.

Robert: Reese’s, are you listening? America wants a Pickle Butter Cup.

Eva: I always thought mixing peanut butter and pickles was lethal…or maybe that’s bleach and ammonia. Can’t remember.

Ian: Subbing in pickles is like having Tebow come off the bench. By that I mean pickles are bad at football.

[The verdict: surprisingly not bad. The pickles provide a nice texture and sweetness. That said, no one wanted more.]

Of course no one wanted more. They were satisfied!

Quotidianwich

Sandwich Monday: Sagal Sandwich

by Peter Sagal

NPR – September 10, 2012

Today, a very special Sandwich Monday: Peter shares the sandwich that made him who he is today.

Every day during the 7th and 8th grade I would go into the lunchroom at Columbia Junior High School in Berkeley Heights, N.J., and unwrap the same sandwich: Hebrew National salami on white bread with sweet pickle relish.

I’ve been wanting to re-create the sandwich for years. I used Trader Joe’s Organic White bread, which is as stiff and crumbly as the bread I remember, but is a little too tasty. Fortunately, pickle relish still tastes like pickle relish.

Peter: Making this sandwich was like a Proustian flashback. I felt suddenly weird, unsure and awkward. Fortunately, my hair also grew back.

Ian: I can’t imagine the 13-year-old Peter eating this without also imagining a 20-year-old Carl there, too.

Peter: The salami has changed. It’s much blander than it used to be. Back in the day, I remember it being more peppery and redolent of humiliation.

Mike: That’s probably the Clearasil.

Eva: I don’t know if this is related, but after eating this I suddenly know a lot of Star Trek trivia.

Ian: This is basically a reorganized hot dog.

Peter: I actually like it. I did then, too. It’s why to this day I like to go into fine dining establishments and smear pickle relish on everything.

Ian: As bad as this sandwich is, I’m happy to learn the phrase “Sagal Sandwich” does not refer to a wrestling move. Yet.

[The verdict: Well, I liked it, but then again, I always did.]

Reorganizing a hotdog. What could that involve? Could it be, as was suggested by my friend Chris,“Starting with some kind of magnetic disturbance that activates the fetzer valve”?

[You got any Sandwiches Of Your Youth?] Peter Sagal wants to know as do I.

[Copyright 2012 National Public Radio]

Thank you, Panhandle Slim, for sending this over the transom.