I seriously love grilled cheese sandwiches. Even a bad grilled cheese is better than no Grilled cheese at all. Here's the easy way to make one.
Get your bread and your cheese ready. Heat up a skillet to medium high. Butter your bread and place it face down in the skillet. If you want to make it really tasty, add some garlic salt or garlic powder to the buttered bread. Touch the bread lightly with your finger after a minute or so. If it's hot, put the cheese on it. If you are also putting meat [I like to use ham] throw it in the skillet to get hot when you put the bread down. Put it atop the cheese. Take the other slice of bread and put it on top of the cheese. Cut the light off. Use a spatula to plate it. [You can tell I've been watching the Food network too much since I used "plate" as a verb.]
I like the Tillamook cheddar cheese a lot. I find it at Kroger. I also like Pepperidge Farm Farmhouse bread, because it's thicker and more hearty. When Mike first came here he hated American bread. The bread in Kazakhstan is usually homemade and much better. I cannot bake bread, so our compromise was the Pepperidge Farm bread. [I actually CAN make bread, but it's too time-consuming.]
Michael's all-time favorite sandwich is an open-faced sandwich with cheese, bacon, and tomato. Take your bread, and run it under the broiler, just for a few seconds. Make sure the broiler is on high. Take it out and flip it over. Toast it again for maybe 20 seconds. The toasting helps the bread hold the weight of everything else.
Pull it out and take a slice or two of tomato and put it on the bread. Salt it. Top it with a slice of cheese, then break a piece of bacon in two and place them atop the cheese. Make sure when you fry the bacon to leave it a bit on the flabby side. Put the sandwiches under the broiler just for a minute or so, until the cheese starts to bubble.Yum!
Mother used to like to mess with the people at Waffle House, the restaurant she and Dad frequented in their later years. Dad would be very stern with the waitress about his bacon - "Make sure that bacon is CRISPY," he would say firmly. Then Mother would order. "Honey, for my bacon, make sure it's nice and FLABBY," she would say.
That kind of summed up their entire marriage. Amazing it lasted almost 40 years. LOL
Mother always calls people "honey." Dad called women "honey" and men "chief." He could never remember names.
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We watch the Today Show most mornings while we eat breakfast. Today they had a wedding on the show. I asked Michael if he had ever been to a wedding, and he said no, so we watched some of it. I told him most people get married in a church or synagogue, and few people have Colin Cowie designing their weddings, but so be it. At least he has a better idea now of what real weddings look like - up until now all he knew was what he saw in movies.
I finally bit the bullet and got Mike a cell phone, on my plan. He got the phone today. I got insurance, so if he drops it or loses it, it will be replaced for free. He dropped the last one in the pool. He is hard on phones physically, but I've never had a problem with him burning through the minutes.
Alesia is supposed to come over Sunday for dinner. I asked her what she wanted me to fix and the answer was one word - lasagna. I do make good lasagna. Still no word if she's back at school, but I suspect not. I sent her some links to job ads and told her to get busy and find something. I hope she listens...