A Taste of Erin

No, I have not turned cannibalistic... Erin, as in Ireland.  Not Erin, as in my cousin. That's just weird.

As promised, here's a look at my specific sandwich craving from last week.  It's a take on a sandwich we used to make at the sandwich shop I worked at during college.  I've only had it a few times and it's been YEARS since I worked at the shop. But, there I was, sitting at work... zoning out working hard and suddenly, it hit me.

Like a rock.

The craving that is.  I didn't actually get hit with anything.