a late night sandwich dinner

So I'm a college student. And that brings up a lot of connotations. Late-night frat parties. Staying up till five in the morning. While doing work or while playing games. Or while watching thirty-two episodes of your latest tear-jerking drama obsession.

mnnn prosciutto...

Prosciutto, prosciutto, prosciutto... oh how I love you so. So three days ago, I took a quick trip to my neighborhood market to buy some for a recipe for the Flexitarian Cookbook. But I looked at the price board at the farmer's market and saw $14.99! Ack! I reeled a little and inspected it more closely. It was $14.99 for a pound of fine imported prosciutto from Italy, thinly sliced. I looked down the board and saw domestic prosciutto for $9.99. A little better but still.... then I saw it.