
Richard is my Grilled Cheese Connoisseur. As a child, he did bring down the gavel on the best fish sticks or pizza or hamburger. It was popsicles and grilled cheese that satisfied Rich.
So, when the first-grader would spend the week before school started with Nana and Poppy, he was the center of their universe. Poppy played war and trucks and watched Cartoons; Nana cooked and catered to his every desire; and Lou, our neighbor, took him to the one and only McDonald’s for some fries and an adventure on the playground.
I should not have been surprised when he handed me Nana’s Recipe for A Grilled Cheese Sandwich. “Oh, Nana,” my young'un reportedly said, “this is sooo good. You make the best grilled cheese sandwich. Would you write down your recipe for my mommy?” I have yet to live down that day in family history.

In addition, there is The Grilled Cheese Truck in Southern California, making the rounds and scheduling various towns and avenues for stops so folks can order and pay over $5 for gourmet grilled cheese concoctions and more for sides of pickle spears, chips, or a cup of tomato soup.

Their varieties include the Kindergartener and Pre-schooler (which is the same as the former, but with the crusts cut off!)
Where was my brain when these entrepreneurs began their journey to fortune with a Grilled Cheese Sandwich?
After all, I have the perfect recipe!
haha very cute! Yes, nothing like a grilled cheese sandwich.
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