Let’s get serious about this.
Note: I have been trying to write this post for about 2 weeks and every time the Tumblr Gods smite me by not publishing it. If it doesn’t go through this time and instead deletes itself, I am not responsible for my actions. Also, I’m starving.
I am re-writing this post in my room because Tumblr obviously hates me and chose to let the original posting fall into the dark abyss of the internet instead of publishing it. Don’t you wish technology would become incarnate occationally so you could commit acts of horrific, graphic violence against it? I know I sure do. Anyways, I was originally writing this Gwinn, my school’s cafeteria which was an appropriate setting because they continually crank out super tasty versions of one my favorite things ever.
Caprese Sandwiches
Whenever I see that Gwinn is serving these, I launch into a uncontrollable tribal dance number. I’m not sure why this comes over me but I suspect that it’s has something to do with evolutionary psychology. It must be the kind of dance that hunter-gatherers used to do around a fire after procuring a fresh kill and the footwork lays dormant in me till I find tasty morsels.
I’m thinking of picking up the ingredients for these tonight and giving them a whirl for dinner tomorrow. I’ve had many a Caprese sandwich in coffee shops and such but I’ve never tried to perfect them on my own. I’m thinking my recipe will go like this.
- Ciabatta bread
- fresh mozzarella cheese
- Fresh, sliced tomatoes
- fresh basil
- balsamic vinegar
- salt and pepper
- olive oil
- fresh parmesan cheese, shredded
- garlic powder
Take the olive oil and coat a small amount on the outside crust of the bread. Then smash the rest of the ingredients in between that bread and grill on medium heat. Cook until the cheese is melted and bread is golden brown/look at it makes you so ravenous that you fear of eating your own hand. Devour.
