Winter is waiting.. for the weather to turn, the garden to awaken or spring training to begin. Around here, the quiet ticking of a grandfather clock is an overture to something perfectly timed. Aged cheese. Slow hickory smoking. The leisurely rise of fresh bread dough. So it is that our new sandwich arrives to stoke the winter grill with abundant flavor and the time to enjoy it.
This is about a “Smokehouse Turkey Panini on Three Cheese Bread”.
Someone was mixing cheap white wine with “The Silmarillion” and an old Norman Rockwell print.