Chef Eric Greenspan starts with a slice of white bread, and slathers it with maple mustard that's extra-seedy, like anyone who hangs out at 6th and Bonnie Brea.

Next, he tosses on some corned beef that's made in house, but not in House, 'cause those dudes are all too busy "solving medical mysteries" to make corned beef. Dicks.

Now some cheddar...

...and another slice 'o white. Ta-da! Oh, wait, we're not done...

...'cause now there's MORE seedy maple-mustard...

...and some smoked turkey, which clearly knew to come prepared.

Then comes some gruyere...

...and ANOTHER GODDAMN SLICE OF BREAD! Ta-da! Nope again! He still has to push hard to make sure the whole thing stays together, before...

...slathering it in a citrus-scented, egg-laden french toast batter....

...and tossing it in the fryer...

...yes, the whole thing. In. The. Fryer.

Then he sadly drains the oil...

...and tops it with powdered sugar. Then lets that coagulate. Then tops with more powdered sugar...

...and... Ta-da?... Yeah, Ta-da.