Uncle Gary's Everything but the Kitchen Sink Sandwiches

My Uncle was known for his sandwiches. Especially the ones he would make after a holiday meal. Whatever we had for thanksgiving dinner and I mean everything;” turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes, gravy”. Plus the additional extras that he could find in the fridge; “cold cuts, cheese, onions, hot peppers, mayo, mustard, even tuna salad if there was some,” all nestled strategically between some crusty Italian bread. You needed an engineering degree just to navigate getting this masterpiece into your mouth.
The whole family would be grimacing in disgust at the combination of things in this sandwich. Most insisting that the combinations would taste awful somehow. My Uncle offered a taste to everyone, almost all quickly declined. It was my Mother and I who had the courage and the curiosity to taste this monstrosity of flavors coexisting on italian bread. The hardest part was trying to take a bite and get as many of the fillings at once in our mouth without everything sliding out the other side.
But I have to say, both my mother and I were pleasantly surprised. It tasted quite good. We actually went in for seconds, which I’m sure made my Uncle Gary’s head swell with pride, especially after enduring all those negative comments from the family.
Now my Uncle was free to eat his sandwich with the pride and gusto in which it was made.