buffalo chicken sandwich
I went to Subway to get Jonathan a sandwich because it was the first time he was craving anything to eat for days. I went to grab him lunch, and some for myself, but the Subway lady moved on and told me I had to get to the back of the line to get a second sandwich. So instead, I came home, determined to make my own. However, when I got out to the grill, we were out of propane. Still, after all of that, I decided to saute the chicken on the stove, baked my bread until it got cripsy, and made the tastiest sandwich ever. So boo to you, Subway lady, but I still got a good lunch.
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