A subsistence sandwich, strictly for survival. The foundational food of the penniless poet who must silence the Sturm und Drang of the stomach long enough to contemplate where his next check will come from. The staple sandwich of the sociopath who maintains an ascetic lifestyle, keeping only two ingredients in his refrigerator while scrapbooking thousands of photos of as-of-yet-unspoken-to neighbors. Also, the prized sandwich of the mother of 14 on food stamps.
When enough financial security has been achieved, meat can be slapped on top of what was previously a rudimentary meal. The newfound protein generates enough energy to stabilize and secure one's lifestyle. Bologna is the sandwich for budget-conscious lower-class and lower-middle-class folks who can feed their children pseudomeat while saving time on meal prep and avoiding the high prices of cooking gas.
Once stability arrives, people naturally pine for the comfort and intimacy offered by relationships. Few things belong together like peanut butter and jelly, which, when placed face to face, meld like an almost sexual union of opposites. Sticky and sweet no longer compete, but instead congeal into a mortar that warms the roof of the mouth while plugging the gaps in the heart's levee. The snack sandwich a giggling brother and sister share after Mom has cut off the crusts.
Social and familial bonding, though important foundations, can only take people so far. Enter the Reuben, which fuels esteem and self-worth with its layered, corn-fed meats and melted cheeses. The sandwich sizzles on the grill like a Dionysian figure keeping his cool as he skates across Hades' fiery lake. The Reuben is so confident that it sports sauerkraut without fear of reprisal from finicky eaters. The sandwich for self-composed delicatessen-goers who order and eat while selling stocks on cell-phone headsets and slipping business cards into the pockets of attractive people 20 years their junior.
When the needs provided by conventional sandwiches have all been satisfied, people begin to seek the whole loaf, which is ample enough to support a complex amalgam of ingredients, including layers of provolone, salami, and ham. Additionally, the muffuletta's olive-salad spread, a mixture of 13 ingredients, unites and surrounds the meat and cheese like a salty oversoul. A product of America's melting pot, the muffuletta is a global sandwich large enough to feed a table full of hungry immigrants who can set aside their differences and break bread in recognition of their common humanity. The muffuletta does not exist as a result of the stomach's emptiness, but was born from the fullness found deep inside us all.
No turkey sandwich huh?
ReplyDeleteThe leftovers, or remains as it were, of classic holiday meals. Rife with memories, good tasting, soul satisfying.
Flawed theory in my opinion
Aaaah Cam, many researchers have failed to match the sandwiches on Maslow's hierarchy, or even to detect that such a hierarchy exists. Perhaps the time has come to view Maslow as an interesting thought exercise, or a philosophical statement, rather than as something scientific that we can use to make sandwiches.
ReplyDeleteNever! Never! I will not give up the fight!
ReplyDeleteWhadda you care? You don't even eat sandwiches!
ReplyDeleteYEAH!!!
ReplyDeleteYou tell him, Rob!
The closest he comes to sandwiches is McDonalds burgers...UGH!
Muffalettas are the BOMB, baby. It's not the bread ('cuz I am not a huge fan of any kind of bread). It's the meats/cheeses/olive salad. Best ones on the planet come from Central Grocery in New Orleans. Best to take some hungry friends with you 'cuz they're ginormous!
ReplyDeleteYUMMY.
soon bread will be only for millionares. Onward porridge.
ReplyDeleteThanks for making me hungry! *drools* ahhhhhh muffaletta oooohhhhhhhh bacon mmmmmmmmmm *mouth watering*
ReplyDeleteYou made me smile, and then laugh out loud at myself! A friend and I were talking just yesterday about wierd foods that we loved as a kid. His favorite? Mashed potatoes and gravy topped with "squeeze cheese". Mine? Mayo sandwiches!
ReplyDeletecammy would eat a jen and carrie sandwich
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pass the bacon baby!
I LUV YOU
And knowing how good Jen and Carrie's buns are, he would even eat the bun!
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ReplyDeleteThat would be "carnilicious", my dear.
ReplyDeleteOkay...I have a sandwich to add. I would have to say that it rivals the muffaletta on the hierarchy while taking some of the best aspects of some of the others (including the BLT). The base of the sandwich is a nice thick slice of black forest ham. This is then topped with a slice of swiss cheese (real stuff...not processed) and a relish (for lack of a better term) which consists of onions and mushrooms sauteed with bacon pieces. All of this goes on one side of a kaiser roll. On the opposite side is another slice of swiss cheese and a ring of green (or red if you prefer) bell pepper. Both halves are placed face-up under the broiler to brown/melt the cheese. Once melty-gooeyness has been achieved, slam the halves together and chow down. This concoction is kindly referred to as a Canadian mushroom sandwich n my household growing up...I think the recipe originally may have called for Canadian bacon...hence the name.
ReplyDeleteCanadian....bacon....who does that remind me of?
Anywho....that's my pork-heavy entry in sandwich hierarchy.
Damn you, Scooter! I'm starving here, trying to write a blog and you derail me with a sandwich like this? ARGH!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteFood,.... gotta get food......
:) Hey, you're the one that opened yourself up to it by having a blog that included not only a Reuben and Muffaleta, but the extra added Cam-bonus of a BLT. Really, you have to admit that you brought it upon yourself. I could have talked about a pulled pork sandwich...or Philly Cheesesteak....but I didn't.
ReplyDeletewell, maybe I just did....
I watched Rachel Ray make Deviled Eggs with Bacon today. HOLY CRAP CAM! It was so beautiful I almost wept...
ReplyDeleteShe makes her eggs differently by cutting a bit off the bottom so the eggies stand up and then a bit off the top. Yeah, the eggie is a vessel for yummy goodness.
Robin, now THAT sounds fascinating! I think I recall my Mom cutting the bottoms off so they were flat and could stand, and then cutting a zigzag top off, pulling the yolks out, making the devil sauce and putting it all back in. Hmmm.... thanks for that flashback! I love you!!
ReplyDeleteoh my god.
ReplyDeleteI am here to testify that the Canadian Swiss Sammich that Scooter's mom makes..... will leave you speechless. It's... to die for.
And.. her Muffelettas... well, I've never been to that place in New Orleans.. but when I worked in her restauraunt... we had a customer who grew up there... and he said he had traveled the world.. and never found a sandwich that rivaled hers. I could eat the relish with a spoon..... gah. Now... I wanna go visit them.
Cam... Scooter is the best cook I know. Seriously... you're in for a treat.
OH... and right under the Bologna Sandwich is the Scrambled Egg Sandwich... toast and butter with scrambled eggs.... perfect meal for college kids.... and if you have left over beer money.. you can even get some sliced cheese.
ReplyDeleteIt's a darn good thing I had breakfast!
ReplyDeleteI can't believe that you hadn't put this sandwich in there somewhere.
ReplyDeleteI know you have mentioned a Linda and Jen sammich before...probably just an oversight in this particular blog, right ?
Scooter - This was a private sammich. No oversight at all, my friend. And I tell you, slipping in between those two was like winning the "all you can eat for life bacon" lottery! MMMm mmm! Life never tasted soooo damn good!
ReplyDeletein other words...it is a sandwich that transcends the hirarchy, yes?
ReplyDeleteWell, let's just say that it goes one step further...
ReplyDeleteIt is a sandwich that transcends. Period.
You have committed the classic pre/trans fallacy, mistakenly elevating a lower order sandwich to a position that far exceeds its spiritual value. That is, the BLT is clearly a pre-self-actualized sandwich in that its primary appeal relies on comforting the egoistic worries of the self, not transcending them. I have no doubt a sixth stage of sandwiches will one day be discovered, but I don't believe the BLT will be found there. --Andrew Neuendorf
ReplyDeleteAndrew - Bacon transcends ego. It is a food created by the gods, for the gods and shared with the human race in order that they might take a step closer to "true understanding" on the eternal road to enlightenment.
ReplyDeleteWith bacon comes a complete release of ego through the return to present, which is, in fact, ego's arch nemesis. And once this "presence of thought" is arrived at, the ego can no longer function and it dies, taking with it every one of the judgements, beliefs, opinions, positions and predjudices that it requires to survive. Nothing else can break the will of ego like bacon can.
So, as you can see, the seemingly simple BLT is far deeper than most people have ever imagined, and it has such great value in our neverending quest to improve ourselves.
In nature, the only other thing that could be compared to bacon would be a flower; fragile, full of fragrance and body, pure, unadultered gifts from the gods.
This is the gift that was endowed upon us when we received bacon into our lives. I am quite confident that Buddha might have achieved enlightenment and the 1,000 kannon's too much earlier had they received bacon into their lives.
The world is changing, a shift is taking place and finally we are beginning to awaken to our life's true purpose. And bacon is walking by our side, helping us to do so.
Look again. Think again. Go and fry yourself up a pound of bacon and while eating it's crispy goodness slowly, be present, be now... just BE.
And perhaps in that moment you will experience a shift, or a "wow". Or perhaps not. And if you don't, then you just aren't ready for that next stage, that is all. But one day, I hope that you will experience this "shift through bacon" that will open your world to a "brand new day".
Nothing beats bacon.
And thank you for visiting. I hope you don't mind me posting your article on my blogs and sharing the excellent writing with everyone around me. We really enjoyed your "take" on Maslow, or as my associate and fellow MBAer says, Mas-blow.
Andrew - By the way, if you have any more writing, I would love to have a link here to see what kind of economics-related work you have done. Thank you.
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