Dustin writes: A brand new deli opened close by, and I urged getting takeout for dinner. My spouse refused, telling me, “Sandwiches are for lunch.” I imagine that a sandwich could be loved at any time of day. Who’s proper?
If there may be one factor we realized this previous yr, it’s that you would be able to eat something at any time. Now that lockdowns have (no less than presently) eased right here, I get why your spouse is perhaps making an attempt to reassert a little order. I admit that breakfast for dinner is much less scrumptious because it has been robbed of its transgressive schedule-bending now that you would be able to eat a bacon-egg-and-cheese at the prime of each hour. But I believe she is simply a snob. The occasional night sandwich is a delight, particularly in summer season, when the greatest dinner on earth is sliced tomato, mayo and black pepper on toasted white bread. But please cease consuming a complete roast turkey and stuffing for breakfast. That time is over.