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My Hammy

Back in my early college days, a few friends and I would go to Denny's for late night snacks after parties.  Certainly not a healthy habit, but we were young and had metabolisms of steel to match.  There were a couple things you could rely on at this particular Denny's.  One was that they would invariably be out of half the things we ordered.  Like coke.  I didn't even think you could run out of coke.  The other was that you would eat the Moons Over My Hammy.  Aside from the clever name, Moons Over My Hammy was a grilled sandwich filled with scrambled eggs, ham, and two types of cheese.  It was served with hash browns, and would preemptively cure hangovers.
Now, I haven't been to a Denny's in over 10 years, but I do eat egg sandwiches for lunch all the time.  Four times this week, in fact. Today I made my own version of Moons Over My Hammy, at home with ann style.
In the panini press, I made a sandwich of whole wheat bread, a slice of ham, and cheddar cheese.  While that toasted, I fried an egg in the cast iron skillet.  Once the sandwich was melty and toasty, I opened it up and added the egg.  Five minute lunch.  I didn't get crayons to color on my placemat, but it still made me happy.

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  1. Hmmmmmm... Over 10 years. Seems to coincide perfectly with my graduation. I have always been the "bad" twin.....

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  2. So next week do we look forward to fries with cheese, bacon and Ranch dressing? Wow, we ate badly.

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