In praise of the grilled cheese sandwich

After 40 years, Wife still doesn’t understand my love of toast, but we both like a grilled cheese. She as “landfill” that doesn’t mess up her blood sugar, and me as the greatest sandwich ever. I don’t care if it’s made with artisan bread and aged cheese, fried in Irish butter, or American cheese on Wonder Bread, fried in the industrial grease product the lowest fry cook uses. “We called it ‘goaly oly.’”

Bored, hungry, comment.

FTR, stuffed red peppers, roasted cauliflower with cheese sauce, and baked squash. But it wasn’t a grilled cheese. My tastes are simple.

The Sims agree with you.

The grilled cheese sandwich has the distinction of being supremely easy to make. So easy, it’s one of the first things you can teach a child to cook for themselves. And there’s very little clean-up, which is another plus.

Grilled cheese with bacon in it is possibly the best tasting sandwich ever. But, then, cheese is one of my three downfall foods (mayonnaise and peanut butter are the other two).

Must go with a cup of Vegetable Beef soup! Just like Mom did it.

Grilled ham & cheese is hot stuff, too. I dip any GC in ketchup.

There’s an awesome local place down the street from work that makes a grilled cheese with three different cheeses and bacon and then pan fries it in bacon fat. OMG soooooo good. I ordered one this week along with their on-site made chicken soup (that turns to gelatin when refrigerated) so I can feed my cold. The amazing part - they sent me an extra half a sandwich! These are huge, so it was like getting three sandwiches.

Infidel! It just needs more butter!

Called a company today with Toast in their name. Like everybody in NYC they closed long before sunset, but I’m intrigued.

“Jack, by the Nuremburg law of 1934, and the current law in Tel Aviv, I’m Jewish and wish to exercise my ethnic prerogative and leave well before sundown on Fridays.”

“Will you eat a BLT on your way home?”

“With cheese, but still…”

Donde esta? “I don’t care why you’re late as long as you’re not drinking.” And bring something for her.

She once, aged 15, in a bathing suit, fried a mess of crappie in bacon fat. One fellow presented his prospects to her father, and planned to wait. I’ve had her crappie, and her beauty and bathing suit were superflous.

When I was growing up, I was taught to make my grilled cheese sandwiches with Kraft American singles. When I met my wife, she introduced me to Velveeta. Today, nearing 50 and trying to eat healthfully, I usually use Tillamook sharp cheddar.

But Velveeta is still the best.

It’s simple yet complex. You have the tasty Malliard reaction of the toasted bread combined with melted cheese which makes cheese taste even more decadent.

You could probably follow that recipe and whip up a tasty Skunk Asshole Pie. :smiley:

I like my grilled cheese sammich with mushrooms, tomato and lettuce.

MMMMMMMM Grilled 4 cheese and tomato sandwich…<drool>

Lots of variations - and I get that, I experiment with the GC too - but a straight-up grilled cheese is simple perfection.
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Mmmm…grilled cheese! Love 'em. It’s 7am, but this thread makes me want to grill one up, right now.

(Note to DSY: peanut butter doesn’t have to be a downfall food. Just get natural PB, just peanuts and salt. You can get it at Publix - in SC, there should be one near you - in their store brand. Totally healthy, won’t cause you to pile on the pounds. It’s the added sweeteners in most commercial PB that’ll make you gain weight if you eat too much.)

I think you underestimate my capacity for eating “too much.” :smiley:

I used to love making Welsh Rabbit. About two years ago I went on a Hot Brown binge.

But there ain’t nothin’ like a plain old grilled cheese.

NO!

Tomato soup!

And not some fancy assed crap. At the fanciest Campbells canned. Even better some generic store brand.

I knew a southern lady that cooked the sandwiches with just a touch of sugar sprinkled on them as they were browned. Mmmmm.

You can fry a grilled cheese with mayo. Really. Just smear the bread with with it instead of butter. You end up with a beautifully browned crust with a slight eggy flavor that complements the cheese.