Tonight was sandwich night. Which means neither MIL nor I felt like cooking, so it was up to Hubby to provide sustenance. Everyone besides me opted for bread, meat, cheese, and optional mustard, hastily slapped together and devoured over a paper towel.
Me? I had to go and get all "complicated" by adding sliced pepperoncini and Trader Joe's Aioli Garlic Mustard Sauce to my prosciutto, soppressata and provolone sandwich. And then flattened and toasted, panini-esque. And I used a plate.
Served with a Nathan's pickle spear and wasabi chips. But I ate one wasabi chip and then gave the rest to Hubby 'cause they're nasty. But Nathan's pickles are the bomb.