Last night before stumbling to bed my stomach threatened to sell my kidneys to some Nigerian organ harvesters that she owed money to unless I fed her. Not wanting to get on my stomach's bad side (or end up on dialysis), I complied.
What took place next was nothing short of magical. Within minutes, I had returned to my room with a little something I like to call 'The Baby Jesus'. This sexy little bitch consists of a toasted english muffin, cream cheese, feta cheese, lettuce, a chicken breast, and 13 tablespoons of Cholula hot sauce. Unfortunately I wasn't able to catch this beast on camera in the wild, but I have a feeling me and The Baby Jesus haven't seen the last of each other.
DISCLAIMER: DO NOT ATTEMPT THIS AT HOME WITHOUT THE SUPERVISION OF A PROFESSIONAL