The Polish Diet

Just to clarify, I'm still talking about food, Polish Food! Still at our summer house, the family needed to decide what we were doing for lunch because we haven't collaborated on that for a year. We're finally back for the first weekend this summer and no one wanted to go to the supermarket to get regular cold-cuts (or eat cold-cuts for that matter). My uncle brought one of his good friends out to visit the house as he does a few times throughout each summer.

Right near the house, a new Polish deli just recently opened up, and my uncle loving world foods, especially foods such as German and Polish decided that he would go and pick up some Polish ham and such to have for lunch. He had gone there and came back an hour later with 2 and a half pounds of Polish meat and complained how it was a 20 minute ordeal, while everyone hungrily wanted to attack the food to eat, but he wasn't going to let us do that until he was done telling us his story.

The packages of food that he brought back contained 3 different Polish cold-cuts, as well as 2 different cheeses. In addition he brought back some Polish pickles (which I had no interest in) and also a very heavy Polish bread. I was busy in a game with my little cousin John for a little while as people began to take food, though, they didn't take much because they were afraid of the weight of the food that they had, even the bread was heavy.

Once the food rush was gone, I finished my game and went to the kitchen to pick up my sandwich. I normally wouldn't finish a plain ham and turkey sandwich because it is just that boring. However, I came over and planned to eat a nice, large sandwich because one of my favorite foods of all time from any country are cured meats.

I proceeded to make my sandwich starting with two slices of the very heavy Polish bread. I had no idea what the different meats were, they were all good and I took two of each and put it on one slice of bread after putting a liberal amount of German mustard down. After, I took two slices of each of the cheeses and finished with the other slice as well with a liberal amount of mustard. I was shocked at how heavy the dish was when I picked it up; it was very, very heavy for a sandwich, probably the heaviest sandwich I have ever eaten (approximately .9 pounds).

After I finished making the sandwich, I proceeded to eat the entire sandwich with a great deal of ease. I was quite surprised at how quickly and efficiently I finished.