Cost of ingredients: $7.24. I already had the bread, Worcestershire sauce, sugar, Dijon mustard, olive oil and salt and pepper.
Substitutions: Bowing to Mr. Brooks’ gluten-free living, no bread — I made it into a salad instead.
As easy as they said? More on that in a minute.
How’d THAT go over? I hated this so much, I actually got angry. Rubbing a steak with Worcestershire sauce for 15 minutes does not count as a marinade, either in time or in product. You would be better off pouring it right onto the sandwich. The red onion was, as red onions tend to be unless tamed by cooking, awfully pungent and evil. I spent the meal alternately picking out the meat and lettuce and seething. I didn’t even repackage it for leftovers. The badness of this dish transcends the sentiment of this noise — it deserves this noise.
Would I make it again? Never.
|WHAT SAM WORE: 02-26-10|
|The sweater: Merino wool vest from Gap,
another hand-me-down from my friend and neighbor James.
|The shirt: Long-sleeved button-up shirt by Burberry, from Last Chance.|
|The pants: Jeans by Ben Sherman, another hand-me-down from James.|
|The shoes: Tumble loafers by J Shoes, from goclothing.com.|