The Essential Beach List
So I sometimes eat real food. While my posse was driving out to the Hamptons, we stopped by Citarella and got some delicious panini's. I'm really into panini's these days. They are just so warm and ooey and gooey and warm and I don't need utensils and they are just so warm. I wasn't really hungry when we stopped. Or at least I thought I wasn't hungry. Until some Italian gentleman offered me a warm fresh buffalo mozzarella ball he had just made. I call him a gentleman because he gave me free food. Oh gawd it was so good and it totally wet my appetite. I was pretty much starving to death at this point. So I ordered the Romano panini to go. And it was so sick. So so good. It had prosciutto, arugula, sun dried tomatoes, provolone cheese with an olive tapenade spread. I scarfed half of it down my throat and then didn't feel well, so completely forgot about the other half. As we were doing stuff, the sandwich just hungout on the seat of a black car in the scorching heat. Then about 8 hours later, I was able to put it in a fridge. The next day, as my team went to the beach, we took our half eaten panini's. I once again, completely forgot about the sammich. Took it back to my place of shelter and it just hung out. In ambient temperature. The next day...so this is about 50hours later, I looked at the sandwich. And guess what, it still looked edible. I would have liked to have tried a bite to see if it still was kosher, but I was being scrutinized and criticized for being gross by the posse. So.......I threw it out. Very reluctantly...
This is what the sandwich looked like after 50 hours in 85degree weather. Totes edible. The French woulda eaten it. Probably even fought over it once it grew mold on it and fermented a bit. They like their food to be stinky. Stinkier the better. The French stink because they eat stinky food. It all makes sense now. I'm a genius.
