My Weird Brain

 A couple of weeks ago, I woke up...with a recipe for a sandwich.

Fully formed.

I don't remember why dream me was making a sandwich. Only that I was.

So later that morning, I told Matt about it. 
And he wanted to try it.

It took a while before I got to it, because I'd already planned the menu for the week.

But at last, it happened.

The Dream Sandwich

Two slices of Texas toast. A slice of pepperjack, some smoked Mozzarella, then a layer Ruffles.

More cheeses. 

Secure with toothpicks because that monster is getting dunked in pakora batter!

Finally, fry until crunchy and golden.

And...it worked. As a template.

Very filling.  The chips stayed crisp!  But it needed more flavor. Alex suggested a smear of 'nduja. But the basic 'recipe' is sound.

Ridiculous? Yes.  Good? Also yes. 

Follow your dreams, eh?