I know people who divide dishes into “girl food” and “guy food”. To them, women should eat delicate, dainty, frilly foods: afternoon tea served in the English fashion, French macarons, pert little salads, and tiny sandwiches with the crusts neatly trimmed off. Men, on the other hand, eat massive steaks, Mexican food, Sloppy Joes, and humongous pizzas.
I don’t agree with that sort of sexist thinking. I’m a girl, and it’s rarely that I’m ever able to indulge in afternoon tea and I find crustless sandwiches boring, even insipid. And I’m the sort of girl who has days when only the sloppiest, messiest, meat-laden sandwiches will do.
Case in point: the new chili cheese melt dog over at the restyled Wendy’s.
This sarnie is plenty sloppy: a New York-style beef frank in a plain bun sloshed with a generous amount of Wendy’s satisfying beef chili (sans the beans usually found in its usual incarnation, chili rice) and a splash of melted American cheese. It’s the sort of thing that demands to be eaten with one’s bare hands, a mound of thickly-cut fries (with the spud-skins still on, please), and a tumbler of cold, sweet tea.
It’s anything but fine dining, but it’s more than passable, richly flavored, and just the thing to put a smile on one’s face following a rather harrowing day in the office and serious traffic to-and-from work.
Oh, and yes: eating such a messy behemoth does not make me any less a woman. 😉