Grilled Cheese Saves the Day. Every. Damn. Time.

Excerpts from my article in Taste Talks.

You might brush it off as a simple, even plebeian dish. Three basic ingredients — four if you count your mouth — plus a few minutes of tortured waiting. But grilled cheese is oh so decadent.

After pressing the cheesy halves together like a pair of praying hands, I devour the thing in a manner I remember with little to no clarity the following morning. Sometimes the only proof of these late-night rendezvous are the dirty plates on the floor next to my bed or burnt crusts of bread lying rejected on the kitchen counter.

It’s 2016 and my grilled cheese potential has increased by leaps and bounds. Warm crusty bread flows from Polish bakeries. Plump tomatoes and spicy arugula nod at me from corner bodegas: Hey lady, we’ll taste great on you-know-what.

Vegan cheese twinkles from the refrigerated section of an entirely vegan grocery store. Containers of Earth Balance perform choreographed dance routines down Norman Avenue!

Call it science or gastronomy or foodie nonsense, but I consider this toasting and melting of creamy fat and spongy carbs pure poetry.

Read the rest → Taste Talks