As someone who tries to be gluten free, it is a rare day when you see me with a sandwich.
Every day in grade school I was sent skipping off to class with the same lunch: cheddar cheese melted on italian bread with a fruitopia (look it up if you don't remember). So, I blame habit for my constant craving; the satisfactory crunch of evenly layered and varied contents just barely making it into my gaping gob. But who says a sandwich has to be made with bread? To sandwich is a verb! When I'm doing my morning commute on the 1 train, you can bet it isn't sourdough that has my arms pinned to my sides.
May I suggest alternatives?
(These were surprisingly difficult to find. Shame on you, inter-webs.)
written Francesca Loftus
Francesca is a CEO and yogi fitness model
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