Well--‘twas my day to prepare lunch at the Geddes Ranchero and, thanks to an ingredient a neighbor (Ms. Wilma) provided, I was able to put together two pretty good sandwiches. On
taking them to my spouse, and pointing out what they were, she asked “where, pray tell, did you find any Elk?” Well, that being said, I told her I’d explain completely, after she evaluated the sandwich.
Which she did, very positively, I might add, and with a smile on both our faces, I pointed out we already had the Eggs, and the cheese, and when Wilma came up with with the lettuce, our “Elc” sandwiches were just
the thing for our luncheon menu. Interesting, wouldn’t you say?
Of course, this will not be passed on to our one and only grandchild who still maintains a few illusions about our “Christmas” gatherings!
Elk and reindeer are a bit too close together to try to discuss this kind of sandwich with my youngest granddaughter.
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