Monday, February 23, 2015

Home Subs

Klondike Rd.
Hillsboro, Mo.

Ha! Fooled you!
This is not a restaurant. It's our home. We made sammiches.
 A couple of things that we knew about ahead of time kept us on the compound, warm and cozy. It was my turn in the on-call barrel again and there was an ice storm rolling through. Angel properly stocked the pantry for the almost certain hunkering down.
I noticed the groceries. Interesting stuff. Three kinds of special bread. Sub rolls, soft pretzel bread and some square buns.
Looking in the fridge I saw deli sliced meats, three or four kinds, and various flavors of deli cheese slices.
Yeah boy, sandwiches!
The Place:
A modern but modest looking house nestled into a five acre spread a few miles outside of Hillsboro. We moved in nearly nine years ago, we've lived here longer than anywhere else. The house sits three hundred or more feet from the road and is surrounded by a 89 acre fence-less wooded plot of land that's unoccupied and has been on the market since before we moved here. Our parcel was carved out of that land, sold separately to enable the owner, who inherited the property, to get at least some money out of it. 
Across the driveway from the house is a 30x60 foot steel outbuilding that we've converted into a training center for dogs. We've built out several fenced areas, large and small, to accommodate the many dogs that come and go.
We board and train dogs. By we, I mean Angel.
During the week we both work and don't even dine together. By the time I get home her and Adam have already had dinner, she often makes enough for me too, but isn't required to. I'm perfectly capable of cooking for myself with whatever we have on hand.
This is one of the reasons we started doing the restaurant per week thing. To take some time out and spend time together.
The 300+ foot driveway is the reason ice is a bigger problem for us than most people. Twice I've slid off of it and into the yard, missing the mighty oaks by mere inches.
But it's home.
The Food:
Knowing ahead of time of the plan, I thought about my sandwich and sides for a couple of days. 
She bought a bag of potatoes too. Options.  We don't keep potatoes in the house very often. Adam wanted to make fries, we wanted potato salad.
I peeled and cubed the potatoes, boiled up a pot of water and microwaved the potatoes for five minutes to reduce the boiling time.
Angel finished them up, I had some work stuff to do.We pulled out everything sandwich-able and laid it out on the kitchen island. At several points of the prep stage we were all three in the small but open kitchen preparing something. I was thin slicing some hot house tomatoes and shredding some lettuce, Adam  was expertly twice-frying his hand cut potatoes, he peeled and sliced his own as well. He watches food shows too.
I also sliced some of the sub rolls and square buns, fired up the oven to 400, slathered just a little butter on the open faces and toasted.
Once the potatoes were done we took turns building dream sandwiches
I took one of the toasted sub rolls, pushed in the crunchy, buttery faces (they hold on better to stuff if you do this.)
On the bottom, lettuce and tomatoes. On the top, smoked turkey, roast beef and ham, topped with provolone and Swiss cheese and a thin bacon slice. I didn't use mayo, choosing instead to squeeze a little herb-vinegar-oil on it all.
A few fries, a pile of potato salad, and freshly brewed tea, done!
Angel and Adam weren't so particular about presentation. They used the same ingredients though, except Adam doesn't like tomatoes.
Angel also picked a sub roll. She took more fries than me and poured ketchup over them. She's one of those people. I'm a dipper.
She also slathered her meat in mayonnaise. I like mayonnaise too, but thought the potato salad would have enough for one meal.
Adam picked a square bun, they had toasted up beautifully. He doubled up on the bacon as well. He's a chip off the old heart attack when it comes to bacon.
His fries were exceptional. Better than any fast food joint, he made small, manageable batches, took them out before they were too dark, then, once he'd done that he repeated the process with the already cooked ones to crisp them up. He nailed the process. My sandwich was, of course, perfect. Fresh deli-sliced meats, fresh cheese, about as good a tomato as you can find in February. Lightly sauced, crunchy, buttery bread. Mmmmm.
This was nice-restaurant quality stuff. We know what we're doing. The potato salad was slightly relish-sweet, the extra we paid for the sandwich ingredients made this meal just really, really good.
As has been my nature lately though, I couldn't finish my sandwich. The other half sits in the fridge as I type. Lunch on Sunday maybe?
With home-made meals like this, I can't say why we go out so often. We're certainly capable of making restaurant quality meals ourselves.
Highly recommended!


  1. Wife & I are on a corned beef kick. We get the Prima Della brand from Kroenke's I mean Walmart & add Munster cheese. I add Cattleman's horseradish sauce & she adds Thousand Island dressing. Nuke them for about 45 seconds (1 at a time) and we end up with a better tasting sandwich than I can remember buying just about anywhere.

  2. My husband and I love to eat out, but we are definitely home cooks as well. We never order steak out, Bob can grill one to beat any we've had in St. Louis. Your sammie sounds delish.

  3. Haha Dennis! I love that you reviewed your own "restaurant". We've been trapped in the house and I am craving "eating out", so I guess I'll take this approach too! Hope you are well and warm.