Seriously, though: Can you believe I'd never made a grilled-cheese sandwich before?
I know, they're the simplest things in the world (although people always said that about pancakes, and look where that got me for years). It's the ultimate comfort food! Bread! Butter! Cheese! How could I have resisted its siren song for so long?
Well, no more my friends. This grilled-cheese virgin has finally cleared the one hurdle that has prevented her from having a go at the darned sandwich all these years: American cheese. You just have to come to terms with the fact that a grilled-cheese sandwich made at home for your husband with a side of chips needs to comprise American cheese.
Schmear some butter on one side of 2 pieces of whatever bread you've got, lay 4 pieces of the bright-orange stuff between the non-buttered sides, and grill 'er up good and gooey. Boom. You've got pure 100% guilt-ridden-but-who-cares American comfort food. Weekends done right.
(PS: I do realize, in case you were wondering, that a "grilled" cheese doesn't need to be made on either an actual grill or, as in this case, even a grill pan. But I do so love my grill pan, and it was right there…)
How do you feel about the cheese in a grilled cheese? Is American the only way to go, or what?