The onion frittata breakfast sandwich at 'Wichcraft is one of my current (and all-time) faves; I have to keep myself from ordering it every single time I'm there. The chutney-like roasted tomatoes, sharp white cheddar, and perfectly tidy egg patty motivate me when I have to go downtown to run obligatory errands.
Last weekend, house boy came with me, which means I got to order my old fave and try something new: ah, the beauty of going half-and-half. Andrew selected one of the cold sandwiches I've been curious to try: tuna with fennel, black olives, and thinly sliced lemons like you get on sushi rolls. I liked it so much I happily traded my other half of onion frittata. The buoyant, flaky fish and olives offered the flavor of nicoise, but the lemon and fennel added a tangy freshness. Remarkably delicious.
Any other 'wichcraft sandwiches I should try? The anchovy and pulled pork are my other go-tos.
We didn't eat sandwiches on our Bali honeymoon. You could find them on menus catering to westerners, but we stuck mostly to local food, with one exception: the free breakfast at our hotel on Nusa Lembongan.
The hotel breakfast was western-style with island touches, like this pancake dish I ordered one morning, only to be presented with a very sandwich-like surprise. Essentially a knife-and-fork sandwich made with two pancakes, it folded in a variety of tropical fruits, including watermelon, pineapple, and guava.
The sammie was topped with yogurt and berry compote. Since pancakes and syrup always leave me wanting more, I was a big fan of this entire concept. So much so that I ordered it twice.
The Ace Hotel New York has the groundbreaking sandwich shop No. 7 Sub, while the Ace Hotel Palm Springs has King's Highway diner, which isn't known for its sandwiches, but I got one there anyway. Specifically, the Breakfast ALT, which last Saturday called out to me as the perfect food bridge between breakfast and lunch.
Like my beloved BLTAE (pronounced BLT-tay), this BLT tosses egg and avocado into the mix, served on a brioche bun. Given that Ace put the "A" first in the name, I found the avocado on mine somewhat paltry compared to my dining companions', so I asked for extra.
They gave me a bowlful, and I fixed it up quite nicely. See what it looked like before the extra avocado after the break.
Fourth of July camping means hot dogs, s'mores and — at my campsite — sandwiches. This time, the surfeit of sandwiches wasn't even my doing, but I'm certainly not complaining.
We spent the weekend car camping (or was it glamping?) at Salt Point State Park with a group of 11 friends and one toddler. We divvied up the meal duties, and on Saturday night, Adam and Libby made delectable pulled pork sandwiches served on outstanding slider rolls with purple cabbage slaw. So picturesque we stuffed ourselves silly.
Sunday morning, since Ann already called dibs on the usual breakfast burritos, Andrew and I took a stab at breakfast sandwiches. See the results.
Some people believe everything is better with bacon, or salt, or both. Bacon isn't my indulgence of choice, but my betrothed is quite fond of bacon and salt bagels. On a recent morning after, he boldly combined the two. 
Take one toasted salt bagel with cream cheese and tomato, add a few strips of oven-cooked bacon, and you have a delicious salty breakfast to cure your ills. Would you eat it?
Whether you need a healthy breakfast or hangover cure, Subway is here to help. Starting in April, the sandwich chain will roll out a breakfast menu featuring egg sandwiches on your choice of whole-wheat English muffin, flatbread, or yes, Subway's usual six-inch or footlong rolls.
I love breakfast sandwiches with an all-consuming passion, especially after a night of drinking. But 12 inches of bacon and egg seems a bit excessive. On an English muffin, though, the other choices sound reasonably healthy and yummy: Western egg and cheese, ham, egg, and cheese, and steak or bacon with egg and cheese. You can even garnish them with veggies or order egg whites only.
Oddly, the article makes no mention of Subway's first attempt at breakfast sandwiches on round kaiser rolls many years ago. Am I the only person who remembers those?
Last weekend, I decided to bake, a very rare occurrence for me: banana walnut muffins designed to fight PMS! Though they definitely tasted healthy, they were yummy enough to put me in a good mood, moist and flavorful.
Of course I couldn't resist making at least one of them into a whoopie pie-inspired muffin sandwich, slicing it across the middle and icing it with fromage blanc from Cowgirl Creamery. How cute is that?
I've said before that Andrew makes a mean egg sandwich. After his last egg and kale sandwich home run, he continued our kale obsession for this sweet and savory waffle 'wich.
Composed of maple-smoked bacon, kale cooked with sauteed onions, perfectly waffle-shaped eggs, and slightly sweet whole wheat waffles, these sammies made for a scrumptious breakfast for dinner dish.
If you've never made a waffle sandwich, you are seriously missing out. Take a walk down waffle lane with even more photos.
We arrived in Dublin at 8:30 a.m. after a virtually sleepless flight (even with the help of Ambien — ugh). After a little nap, we were hungry, and though it was afternoon, breakfast seemed like the appropriate choice.
My Lonely Planet guide recommended the sandwiches at Honest to Goodness, so imagine my delight when I realized the cafe was mere steps from our hotel. I ordered the Up Start (above): scrambled eggs and smoked salmon served on homemade wheat focaccia. It was then that I learned the first important lesson of my Dublin vacation: the Irish do bread (and really all baked goods) exceptionally well. Andrew got something a bit more decadent.
Sometimes, I almost look forward to hangovers as an excuse to eat bagels. Or egg sandwiches. Or, on those rare lucky occasions, an egg sandwich served on a bagel. This beauty came from Miller's East Coast Deli in San Francisco.
The Polk Street deli offers your choice of bagel (I picked poppy seed), ham or bacon, and egg cooked however you want it. As you can see, you also get lots and lots of cheese — Swiss, in my case. This ordinarily would have been too much cheese for me, but on this sunny Saturday morning, it was just right.
See more of my one-handed hangover cure.
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