sandwich

When I was in junior high, I was convinced that the absolute height of fancy living was dining on French Dip in a restaurant. Our family didn’t go out for dinner very often, but when we did venture to Mr. Steak for a special occasion meal, French Dip was nearly always my order. Tender roast beef on a toasted, buttery roll dunked in the cutest little dish of steaming au jus, along with big pile of thick cut steak fries – aw’ jeepers, the memory of that sandwich gets me all nostalgic for the early 80’s!