It has come to my attention that most people have no idea wtf I’m talking about when I reference my sister’s affinity for a “unicorn sandwich”. Don’t worry, she’s not eating the meat of a one horned mythical horse.
For some reason, my sister has always had a strange obsession with unicorns. From a young age, she played exclusively with My Little Pony, and had quite a collection of their special unicorn series. And watch out – if she was playing with a unicorn it was best not to mess with her. She’s feisty!
This obsession grew to the point that one night at dinner she seriously scared my mother. We were sitting at the table, and my then 4 year old sister exclaimed “I feel very weird. Something strange is happening!” My mother thought she was having some allergic reaction to something she was eating and was very concerned. When prompted for more information, my sister responded with, “I feel strange. I feel…like…I’m turning into a unicorn!!!”
Seriously? Yes, this absolutely happened. I can’t make this shit up.
So on to the sandwich. When we were little, my grandma would take care of us during the day on summer break. She always made us lunch, and I remember always hating what she made. I mean, I was like 7 or 8 and was picky about foods. And seriously, what kid wants to eat an apple for lunch? And a PBJ? Hell no. My dad introduced me to a concoction I still eat regularly: the peanut butter banana sandwich (also good as nutella and banana). Every day I would help my grandma in the kitchen while she made lunch. I mean, I couldn’t have this old lady messing up my food after all.
My sister got jealous. Why did I get to make special food and she didn’t? She wanted in, so we let her make her own sandwich one day. I’m not even kidding you, this is how it was made:
1. Pull out 2 slices of bread.
2. Slather peanut butter on one slice, jelly on the other.
3. On the peanut butter side, add 5 Oreo cookies, shaped together the way the number 5 appears on dice.
4.On top of the Oreos, layer on some marshmallow spread.
5. On the jelly side, add a generous portion of goldfish crackers. Don’t be shy. Seriously. Add more.
6. On top of the goldfish, add a few potato chips, but not too many. Maybe some regular Lays, maybe some Nacho Cheese Doritos. It doesn’t matter.
7. Ever so carefully put the 2 sides together. This is going to be a challenge. Goldfish will spill, jelly might drip. Don’t worry about it. You’re 4 and it’s OK to make a mess.
I believe the first time my sister made this our grandmother and I halted our own lunch making and just stared at her. Was this really happening? Yep. When she was done, we asked her, “What in God’s name is that?”
Of course, this masterpiece could only be called one thing. A Unicorn Sandwich.
And without a doubt, my sister consumed the entire thing.