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My grandmother, was a housewife, she did the cooking and the cleaning while my grandfather worked out in the community, he worked for the local telephone company.
One hot summer days, since she was already doing the laundry and such, she would make sandwiches for my grandfather by "ironing" them.
She didn't want to heat the whole kitchen up by cooking some, so she would use whatever meat was left over from last night's dinner, slice up some home made bread, add some local cheese, wrap it up and while she would do her ironing, would toast the sandwich.
Grandpa would come home for lunch, and there would be a hot sandwich or two waiting for him. They would take their lunch out under the big tree in the front yard (cool & shady) and eat lunch together, watching the Ohio river go by.
Grandma always told that story to us as kids, I grew up in a house not 5 doors down from where she and grandpa lived. She did say that she would refuse to make my grandfather's favorite sandwich, using her iron. He loved Limburger cheese with onion on dark rye bread.