I love a good meatball sub/grinder/hoagie. They just make me happy. But I have a confession…
I prefer them with barbecue sauce instead of marinara sauce. Don’t get me wrong. Marinara ones are welcome in my world too. But my true love will always be one made with barbecue sauce.
This grinder is topped with mozzarella cheese. I’ve done them with provolone as well. I really like mozzarella and provolone mixed together on a sandwich like this too. Just that added kick with two different cheeses. I was out of provolone so I just opted to make it with mozzarella only this time. Came out smashingly well.
You know me, I always have to be honest with you. I wanted to put this post up days ago. It was meant for our monthly Pass the Cookbook Club. Unfortunately between the flooding stress where my son lives and then having an impromptu house guest this week (my “old dude” bro) I’m just really behind the 8 ball right now. I’m barely keeping up with life right now. The group posted the other day and I missed being able to post with them. But since I made the dish I still wanted to share it with everyone.
The group is run by Kita of Pass the Sushi. She picks out a cookbook each month she wants to dust off and use. Then she chooses 3 recipes and we can pick which one we want to make. I have this thing about changing up recipes and putting my own spin on them so I sort of went off the beaten path with this one. The recipe I chose to make is Bobby Flay’s Crunch Burger, which is a great burger topped with chips. I know right, its genius. I really wanted to spin it though. So this technically has no real crunch. The crunch softens because I cook the crunch. I know you’re all scratching your heads right now wondering what I mean.
I did not think my family, or myself quite frankly, would be too keen on topping a burger with chips. I also have eaten burgers too much lately so I wanted to spin this. One thing led to another and instead of a burger I made meatballs. The crunch got shoved into the meatballs instead of on them. And it got a barbecue bath instead mayo. I think my regulars know my disdain for mayo. Okay it’s not disdain as much as an allergy. But disdain just sounds so much cooler right.
I whipped these up for a family dinner. Lots of enthusiastic thumbs up on this one. I was told to “blog it”. So when they prompt me to blog things I know it’s a good meal. I made Fried Smashed Potatoes with them which were a huge hit too. I think they would also go perfectly with my Aerosmith Potatoes as well.
So a huge apology to Kita and the Pass the Cookbook gang. I am so sorry I missed the posting deadline this month. However I felt the urge to still share this since I had a few free minutes today.
Remember this is not technically crunchy, the crunch is the secret weapon inside the meatballs. I swear putting the chips inside gives the meatballs the greatest texture and the taste is out of this world. Adds a great hint of salt in the recipe, as well as some extra bite. Would be wicked good if you made these with American Cheese and then used Doritos in the meatballs.
Okay now I want to make them again with Doritos in them.
I know right. You just want to dive right in there. I’m going to be even more honest with y’all. I took these photos after we ate so the cheese wasn’t hot any more. What? We were all chomping at the bit to eat so I decided to take pics in the moonlight with cold cheese. You can’t even really tell these aren’t hot any more. I should take photos of them right out of the smoking hot oven when I reheat them. You will pass out, if you haven’t already.
Today I also whipped up an impromptu lunch for me and all the dudes who were here. Old Dude (my loving nickname for my older brother Scott) is here visiting. One of Old Dude’s friends was here, we love John and he’s a bit of a foodie himself. So I love to feed him when he pops in during Old Dude’s visits. And hubs was here too, he’s home from work for a few days and has been working on our deck. So I figured I’d take advantage of all that testosterone and make them all a manly lunch. So I whipped up the most amazing Cheese Steak Sandwiches I’ve ever had. Basically it was a BBQ Steak Grinder. If there’s one left by morning I’ll snap a few pics so I can share it with you soon. If someone, and I’m not naming any names (*cough*Old Dude*cough), steals and scarfs in the middle of the night then we’re screwed. I’ll have to make them again so I can get photos. Come to think of it someone (*cough*Lunie*cough) should scarf the last of them so it forces me to make more. Okay, this evil plot is sounding better and better all the time.
Okay so I apologize to Miss Kita and the Pass the Cookbook gang for missing the freaking deadline this month. Hopefully these out of this world grinders make up for it. I just had to share them with you. They’re too good to keep to myself.
Hopefully tomorrow I can squeeze in some time to share my epic ice cream round-up with you. I’m throwing a family brunch and then we’re all hitting a flick in the afternoon so my time is limited. But hopefully I can sneak some time to double-check all the links so I can pop it up for the kick off of my Ice Cream Sundays season. You know I’ve loved doing Ice Cream Sundays for the past two years. Since we’re fully into the summer season I figure I should get my arse in gear and get my ice cream maker churning for you.
Then next week I have a couple of Virtual Picnic posts lined up. If you haven’t entered the giveaway yet you should rush over to do that. I also have some fun family photos to share with you this week. Plus my Eat Write Retreat post and a beef recipe to thank my lovely scholarship provider. Busy, busy, busy. Which is likely why it’s almost July and I just realized I haven’t planted one flower yet this summer. Usually my yard is brimming with flowers and looks gorgeous. I think the neighbours must be wondering if hubs has locked me up in the attic or something. I cannot believe I haven’t planted flowers or touched up the mulch, or even weeded yet this year. It’s a scary mess out there. Maybe I can convince Old Dude to come out and help me before he heads home. We’ll call it the grinder repayment plan.
Toodles and smoochies! xx