Club Sandwich & Fries: My Comfort Combo

Some days, the only thing that makes sense is a club sandwich stacked way too high and a pile of fries that could feed a small army. Today was one of those days. No, I didn’t cook. I didn’t even pretend to be healthy. I just needed something reliable, something that doesn’t judge you for double-dipping in ketchup or for eating the crusts first. There’s something about the crunch of toasted bread, the salty bacon, and the cold lettuce that feels like a tiny victory over whatever nonsense the day threw at me. Fries on the side? Non-negotiable. They’re the edible equivalent of a supportive friend—always there, always golden. Honestly, if comfort food could talk, it would probably tell me to stop overthinking and just enjoy the moment. So I did. And yes, I licked the salt off my fingers. Zero regrets. #ComfortFood #ClubSandwich #Fries #Food #Foodie