The Origins of the Love Sandwich


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A Week in the Kitchen

By Karen Dudley

Published 2012

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When I used to run my catering company from my home in Woodstock, there were always people dropping in: friends, suppliers, family, clients collecting their dinner party food. Quite often, people would linger to watch and chat, sometimes even participate. It was a working kitchen. And there was industry. We were in the process of creating something delicious, something good.

Often, I would offer a Love Sandwich. There would be a brief discussion to ascertain my friend’s state of mind or heart. What was needed here? A sandwich of solace? A sandwich of inspiration? A sandwich to nurture? A sandwich for grounding? Warm or cold? Crunchy or earthy? Fortunately, we would always have ingredients to hand which could make a sandwich quite exceptional. But the Love that was needed could well be a peanut butter sandwich with fresh seeded bread. Or the plainest, plainest cheddar sandwich on a crispy roll. Or a butter and bovril sandwich with the crusts cut off. Love is all about listening and giving people what they need rather than what we think they should have. Nowadays at The Kitchen, I have an arsenal of delicious things with which to make a Love Sandwich. Sometimes I may be guilty of giving a bit too much love. Perhaps a little more restraint is in order! Making the Love Sandwich is a privilege that binds me in that moment to its receiver.