I Will Trade This Post For A Sandwich.

A bizarre blog by a woman describing a process of trading 300 sandwiches for an engagement ring (“You’ve been up for 15 minutes and you haven’t made me a sandwich?” was the tenderly romantic phrase that led to this mechanical on-going self-abasement) has at least to two co-finalists for QOTD. Erin Gloria Ryan:

“You’ve been up for 15 minutes and you haven’t made me a sandwich?” is bound to go down in history as one of the great lines of romantic prose. Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? I don’t know, can the summer’s day make me a fucking sandwich?

More philosophically, Amanda Hess:

In the face of all this romantic disruption, some lovers are frantically constructing new frameworks—diamond-fishing sandwich blogs, for example—in a desperate attempt to reduce our strange and wonderful human experiences into another rote mechanical exercise. Stop. Love each other. Eat sandwiches. Don’t trade either of them for anything.