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JURUSAN :

When I was very small — back in the days, my Grandma Cross would occasionally take me and
my cousin Patty out to lunch. Before lunch there was usually an activity: a train ride or bowling.
Lunch was usually at a fancy place, with cloth napkins and Shirley Temples all around.

Patty always ordered a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, which I considered a dreadful waste
because you could get that at home. Grandma almost always had a patty melt and I always had a
hot turkey sandwich. I suppose there was some small variation from place to place, but in my
mind the plates were identical: a slice of soft white bread layered with thinly sliced turkey, a
perfectly round scoop of mashed potatoes with a deep crater in the center and the whole thing
smothered with gravy. There must have been vegetables on the plate, but I don’t recall them.
The gravy soaked nicely into the bread, making it wet but not dissolving it, and everything was
deliciously salty and smooth.

This memory surfaced recently when I found myself in possession of a good bit of turkey and
gravy. I considered the hot turkey sandwich, but it seemed a little bland. Enter the Kentucky Hot
Brown, which is the grown-up version of my childhood friend: toasted bread, sliced turkey,
bacon and Mornay sauce.  I’m not sure I would have liked it much as a kid, but it was a huge hit
in 2017.

Adapted from: http://www.davisenterprise.com/features/food-and-drink/food-fairy-cooking-up-childhood-memories/