http://www.theurbangrocer.com/2010/04/19/say-cheese/ A tasty bitesized blog for foodies! Mon, 07 May 2012 12:34:53 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.4 http://www.theurbangrocer.com/2010/04/19/say-cheese/comment-page-1/#comment-563 Brunuomo Mon, 19 Apr 2010 19:40:12 +0000 http://www.theurbangrocer.com/?p=2221#comment-563 At 28 years of age, I proudly admit to full knowledge of the heart-clogging warmth a true grilled cheese can provide, my Sicilian mother's visual recipe acting as the groundwork before any regional up-pimping occurs (a personal fave being prosciutto or genoa salami). But, aside from the endless cheese options or other additions, a big surprise came about back in high school-I remember an odd concoction a friend thought to be a grilled cheese sandwich. A day stands in mind as we cooly hung out after school, I watched my good bud assemble bread, cheese, and to my shock, no butter, followed by baking the assemblages in the oven for a few minutes. At that point, I remember homework calling me. While the sandwich is one of the original blue-collar boasts that many, I'd imagine, agree the US to be lost without, my question remains: how many have truly known this described, oozing delight, vs. simply nodded in hungry, butter-free ignorance? I hate to be the skeptic, but once the real thing has been tasted, I think we can all agree that a convention for this wonder is no laughing matter. At 28 years of age, I proudly admit to full knowledge of the heart-clogging warmth a true grilled cheese can provide, my Sicilian mother’s visual recipe acting as the groundwork before any regional up-pimping occurs (a personal fave being prosciutto or genoa salami).
But, aside from the endless cheese options or other additions, a big surprise came about back in high school-I remember an odd concoction a friend thought to be a grilled cheese sandwich. A day stands in mind as we cooly hung out after school, I watched my good bud assemble bread, cheese, and to my shock, no butter, followed by baking the assemblages in the oven for a few minutes. At that point, I remember homework calling me.
While the sandwich is one of the original blue-collar boasts that many, I’d imagine, agree the US to be lost without, my question remains: how many have truly known this described, oozing delight, vs. simply nodded in hungry, butter-free ignorance?
I hate to be the skeptic, but once the real thing has been tasted, I think we can all agree that a convention for this wonder is no laughing matter.

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