The humble sandwich and other musings in Georgia….

I’m all packed, the little cat is home in Australia and all is right with the world.  I have just received word too that F.B. has just picked Zoe up from the quarantine station in Melbourne, Victoria after her ten day stay and they are on their way back home to Newcastle in New South Wales.  This really is wonderful news.  It has been a somewhat bitter sweet journey but there has been a very happy ending and sometimes, you can’t ask for more than that.  I also completed my last road trip in America just the other day but here are a few more snippets of how I spent my last couple of weeks in America.


Italian:  I am happy to report that my Italian is still going very well or as I like to call it ‘learning Italian in my underwear’.  I’m picking up some  phrases and expressions now which I am hoping I will get to try out in Rome and Sardinia.  Since picking up this little book of knowledge, I have taken a bit of an interest in languages and here is something fascinating.  In Mandarin the shoe and the vagina are the same word!  I’m guessing I will need to be very careful what I ask for if ever shopping for Converse in China.

Toast:  Zoe’s flight left Atlanta mid morning headed to LA.  Next stop was Melbourne Australia.   I drove Zoe up to Atlanta which is about a 90 minute drive from where I am  based…….when the traffic is good.  It was a very early start and as I operate best on a full stomach, I popped a couple of pieces of sourdough in the toaster to have with a cuppa.  Amazingly, while buttering it, I thought this piece resembled a map of Australia.  This I believed, was a wonderful omen x.


The humble sandwich:  The toast has given me a segue to the toasted sandwich I made myself for dinner the other night.  I named it ‘Pear Grylls’ in honor of my camping trip.  It consisted of thickly sliced pear and French Blue cheese smack bang in the middle of two slices of amply buttered sourdough then pan fried golden brown.  Pretty darn good and it hit the spot nicely paired with a Pennsylvania Pinot Gris.

I read somewhere once that when travelling, and if you really want to appreciate and understand how the locals eat, then you need to head off and find their version of ‘stuff that is stuffed into any bread like stuff’!  And I guess there is something to be said for jamming delicious fillings between a couple of slices of bread.  Of course being an Aussie girl, I love a jaffle.  I’ll give you the low down on the jaffle because you just never know when you are going to need this knowledge.  A jaffle to the uninitiated is basically a toasted sandwich but not really….if that makes sense.  It is usually made with any left overs or great imagination.  Place buttered bread and filling on to your ‘metal  compartmented precision scissor action (cuts your jaffle perfectly) jaffle iron’.  And every home in Australia pretty much has a jaffle iron as it is considered un-Australian not to love a jaffle.  What comes out of your jaffle iron are perfectly sealed edged triangles with a magical golden crust filled with something mouth blisteringly HOT!!  They are dangerous and treacherous snack perfection.  With a jaffle iron you can create culinary masterpieces and you don’t even have to know how to cook.  I am so having a jaffle when I get home……and a chiko roll!

Yoder’s of Perry, Georgia:  In a town, not far from where I am based, I discovered a fabulous little sandwich store called Yoder’s Sandwich Shoppe and let me just say – they really have upped the ante on the humble sandwich.

From the moment you walk in you feel at home.  The staff are so warm and incredibly  friendly.  This really is a lovely place to eat and all of the food and sandwiches are fresh, home-made and created with much love, heart and soul.  This little place gets really busy with the locals so that’s always a good sign and, it is as cheap as chips.


I had the Cajun Roast Beef with Pepper Jack cheese and Bleu cheese dressing on a French sub.  The hot roast beef was melt in the mouth and a perfect match with the cheese and dressing.  Served with chips and a pickle (which F.B. loves) and a fresh lemonade.

Before going home I am heading to Yoder’s for the Club Sandwich.  A multi-layered creation of ham, turkey, bacon, Swiss and cheddar cheese, lettuce, tomato on Texas toast with mayo and mustard.  Yoder’s really is home town goodness at its very best and luckily for me, I don’t need to travel far for a little sandwich excellence.

Mason jars and moonshine:  Now, have a look at this which is also just down the road from where I live.  Don’t you just love it.  Somehow, I always expect to drive by and see a couple of overall-clad, bearded men sipping moon shine from Mason jars and tinkering away under the hood of this dear old car.  This is what the beautiful South is all about.




 A few more random photographs, all taken within a stone’s throw of where I live:







 Not long now until jaffles, chiko rolls, Ice Break coffee and my beautiful and very wonderful Australia…..xx

8 thoughts on “The humble sandwich and other musings in Georgia….

  1. Guillaume

    I read you post then I go to you Instagram. I was blown away to see your photos the manatee. Please do a blog of them. The photos are amazing and I want to see more. Just incredible. Thank you Guillaume.

    1. oceangirl63

      Thank you for your lovely comments Guillaume. I will be posting a blog about the Manatee of Florida over the next few days and yes, they were incredible and very beautiful x

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