Voui un SAMMIE!?

So I have been stuck in a routine of eating pasta and pizza for lunch and dinner almost everyday.  I know, big suprise, I am in Italy, where most of you would die to try a real slice of pizza or authentic ragu.  Well, I am over it! For today. Tomorrow I will be craving pizza, no worries.  Anyways, there is this place that we always go to and get sandwiches (Osteria dell'Orsa) and Maried and I tried to create them on our own.  Here are the ingredients:

Muchrooms sauteed in balsamic vinaigrette and wine

Ham, brie, bread and some sauce Maried picked up.

 Here are the final products:

We drank the wine we didn't use, don't worry, we are poor, we don't let things go to waste.

Perfection.  That's all I can say.  The sammies were amazing, maybe even better then Osteria? Okay, now I am just letting this get to my head.  Nothing is better than Osteria.  My roommates were so curious about what we were eating that we explained to them that Americans eat "sammies" all the time. Sidenote: The name "sammie" originated in Champaign, Illinois at 405 E. Stoughton Apt#32.  This apartment was were all sandwich dreams came true. They were so good (think guacamole, swiss cheeses, and dijon mustard) that they deserved their own name.  Thus, "sammies" were born. End sidenote. While we were savoring our amazing sammies, Rodolfo managed to eat an entire plate of yellow rice that looked like paella and Enrico ate a plate of some meat, my favorite.

5 minutes after this picture was taken, the rice was all gone. He informed us
that he could have done better if he hadn't been talking the entire time. Buona Rodolfo!

I don't even know what kind of meat this is.

Complete satisfaction.

 Baci xx