I packed myself a ham sandwich for lunch today. I sometimes feel the need to come to the defense of ham, especially to the foodies in the office who all seem to be preternaturally obsessed with bacon. Bacon is tasty, yes, but a bit over-the-top for me. I can't take it in large quantities.
Ham, on the other hand, is such a simple, sweet meat. My favorite lunch place in Boston serves a ham and apple sandwich, what a wonderful combination — the smoky ham, the tart apple and a thick, nutty bread to act as a buffer between all the flavors.
I've tried recreating that sandwich to little success. Instead, when left to my own devices, I prefer thinly sliced cuts of meat, piled between some slices of seven-grain toast. No condiments on this one.
To round out the meal, a yellow Bartlett pear and a can of soda water.
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