Growing up, both of my parents would crank open a can of soup and heat it up on the stove while they made a line of sandwiches. I've always loved dunking my way through a crisp-on-the-outside, melty-on-the-inside grilled cheese. But my dad also loved making BLT's featuring thick-cut bacon and homemade mayonnaise, double-decker Club Sandwiches that I could barely fit in my mouth, and tall Reubens that stunk up the house in the best way possible. While I'd happily eat any of these sandwiches by themselves, having a cup of soup on the side just makes the meal seem complete.
