Happy St. Patty's Day Bitches

I served this sandwich to the hubs literally five minutes ago. "How was it?" I asked. "Fuck yes." he answered. I'll take that as a compliment.

I didn't have the time to make corned beef and cabbage this year. Nor will I ever. I will never make time for that nasty shit. I can't stand the smell of cabbage. Smells like a homeless man's ass. I assume.

So, I made a sandwich. I have a meeting at church tonight and the hubs has a Magic game, so shit's gotta be quick. Isn't it always quick with men? Nevermind. Forget I said that.

Shit you're gonna need:

Rye Bread

Corned Beef (I went to the deli, asked for a pound of that shit and stuck it in the outside fridge in my garage cuz that mother fucker STINKS!)

Fontina cheese, sliced (I love me some fancy cheese. And fontina is soft and meltable. Is "meltable" a word? It is now! But if you don't have fontina, you can use gouda or you're regular sliced processed cheese from Kraft. I won't judge.)

Small Onion (yellow, purple, I don't give a shit, just a fucking onion)

2 tablespoons of butter

Shit you're gonna do:

Melt one tablespoon of the butter in a skillet. Slice up the effing onion and saute that shit until it's all translucent. When they're done, take the onions out and melt the other tablespoon of butter. Then lay a slice of bread down, top that shit with your corned beef, your onions and the cheese. Put another slice of bread on top, wait for the bottom to brown. Flip that shit and when the second side is done, go shoe shopping because you deserve to celebrate one bad ass mother fuckin' sandwich. Word to your mutha.