PORK CHOP SANDWICHES! OH SHIT!

I picked up a pack of pork chops at Kroger the other day because it was grocery shopping time and I love pork chops. Seemed like some damned sound reasoning to me. Anyway, after I got home from the store, I had to make myself some lunch because it was lunchtime and I was hungry. I was on a fucking roll with my logic. Since I had pork chops, bread, and a few other ingredients, pork chop sandwiches seemed like the logical conclusion. I might be a logician.

First off, I cooked my pork chops. They were seasoned with some salt and pepper, then pan fried in butter and olive oil. I'm not breaking any new ground here. This is a pork chop sandwich. They're simple. They're lovely. They're what's for dinner.

When the chops were cooked, I pulled them out and let them rest, then dumped some thinly sliced red onion into the same pan and let those start browning. I love me some red onion.

Of course, I couldn't just let that lie. I added some thinly sliced mushroom to the pan once the onion started getting soft, then I sautéed that until the onions were browned and the mushrooms were soft. I added a little salt to help the mushrooms along, and maybe another... half tablespoon of butter? It was yesterday, and I don't remember. Fuck you.

I had also picked up some small cucumbers at the store, and I made some slightly spicy pickles, too. I mixed some salt, black pepper, paprika, and cayenned in a bowl and dumped in a bit of white wine vinegar for the quick pickling.

Cucumbers went in and I let it all sit for about half an hour. A true "quick pickle" also includes brine, but I didn't want to waste my time with that shit. I just wanted the spices and vinegar to absorb into the cucumbers some. It worked. That's the important part.

Sandwich construction was, of course, simple as fuck. It's a sandwich. I put the pork chop on a slice of bread, put some sliced Asiago on top of that, then the pickles on top of that. Last, I added a layer of the onion and mushroom, then put the other slice of bread on top.

If you want to act like you're fancy, cut the sandwiches in half. Otherwise, just eat that shit. Just be aware that it's gonna taste great.

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