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07 August 2007 @ 11:23 am
The Grilled Cheese Saga (with pictures!)  
Because nothing in my life ever just happens and instead has to come with some epic tale (or, at least, my fertile imagination supplies one), here is a two-day long adventure that resulted in me making a grilled cheese sandwich. Also, Liz guest stars. If you don't know who Liz is, well...uh...take a look.

This all started yesterday, when I got a hankering for a grilled cheese sandwich. This seemed like a simple task: I had the stuff. Might as well go and make one, right? Wrong. First, I had to work myself up to it, making sure it was truly my heart's desire (read: I was busy on AIM). Then I had to do exhaustive research so that I could make the informed decision (read: I spent ten minutes reading the Wiki article about grilled cheese) and briefly wishing I were in the UK, where they actually have dedicated grilled cheese-making machines (they probably do in the US, too, I just haven't bothered looking), the dude who has been doing our home renovations showed up, and for some reason, I didn't want him seeing me make grilled cheese. So I put it off.

Many hours later, in the middle of night, I was once again ready to tackle this task. Only in a fit of insanity, my grandmother declared our house a "no frying pan" zone, and the only thing I had to use was an electric skillet...which had been used for our stir-fry dinner and was soaking. Okay, no grilled cheese for me last night.

Today, I got it in my head to make grilled cheese once again. I scrubbed and scrubbed at the skillet to make it shine, greased it with pancoat, and assembled my sandwiches.

Electric skillets are not dedicated grilled cheese making machines.

So after that epic fail (note: that was actually attempt number three. The other two you can see the remnants on) and starting to wonder if I was physically incapable of making a grilled cheese sandwich and thus was a failure at life, I tried one more time.

This time, Liz assisted.

Since I did nothing different from the other attempts when making this one, I can't figure out what caused the other three to fail so badly. I can only conclude the presence of a doll is required to make a good grilled cheese sandwich.

Perfection at last.

I decided that since only one sandwich survived, I'd supplement the meal with tomato soup.

Liz assisted in this as well. Considering the tomato soup sucked, I guess a doll's presence is discouraged when making tomato soup. (Also, note the fact that my kitchen is missing a wall. That's one of the renovations I mentioned earlier.)

And thus, it was lunch.

So after all of that rigamorale, how was it? The sandwich was okay. The tomato soup sucked, as I mentioned. All in all, C-, probably won't do again any time soon. Not when I have enough ramen to get me through the apocalypse in my cupboard.

Regarding things not related to the state of my lunch, anyone on my flist read/own the Doctor Who novels? I have one (Feast of the Drowned, which is Ten and Rose), and trollopfop has one (Only Human, which is Nine, Rose, and Jack), and we have tentative plans to swap them. Anyone else want to get in on a book exchange so we don't have to shell out $12+ American for each one?

Also, I need a Jack/Ianto bunny for trollopfop's impending birthday. Anyone who could assist, I'd be much obliged.
Current Mood: accomplishedaccomplished
Maya S.: Suck Itppyajunebug on August 7th, 2007 06:03 pm (UTC)
I have audiobooks of two of the DW novels, "The Stone Rose" and "The Ressurection Casket", which I downloaded mostly because they're read by David Tennant in his gorgeous Scottish accent. I've listened to "The Stone Rose" and liked it quite a bit (it's abridged, but it makes sense, is still very shippy, and has an interesting discussion with the author at the end).
stateparks on August 7th, 2007 09:59 pm (UTC)
OK, so now I want grilled cheese, too. Of course if it must be paired with soup, tomato is the only choice. Why is that?
A Guy Named Gooaguynamedgoo on August 8th, 2007 06:32 pm (UTC)
I had a friend who said she uses chicken noodle because she doesn't like tomato, and that just stuck me as profoundly wrong. I think our society just has an unhealthy fascination with the tomato, hence why everyone mindlessly puts ketchup on fries instead of much tastier vinegar. The Brits have it right: ketchup = gross, vinegar = yum. Also, why the first vegetable/fruit/whatever it is today to be genetically engineered is a tomato.
Chillin' with the Giggle Cat: Wheee!ninjanao on August 7th, 2007 10:45 pm (UTC)
I remember Liz!!
A Guy Named Gooaguynamedgoo on August 8th, 2007 06:32 pm (UTC)
She has new glasses since leaving PA. She got home and hers broke. Other than that, same old Liz.
dracschick: Dracula_Mina_outdiningdracschick on August 7th, 2007 11:50 pm (UTC)
I love making (and eating) grilled cheese sandwiches:)
starlightmoonlastarlightmoonla on August 8th, 2007 06:22 am (UTC)
Now I wish I would have attempted to make that grilled cheese sandwich. There's one that I want to try that also includes bacon and tomato but will have to get around to buying the ingredients and getting someone else to do it because I'm not a good cook.

shortiemaine_shortie on August 8th, 2007 10:53 am (UTC)
aww, that's nice of Liz to assist! Did she offer or did you ask?
YAY for grilled cheese! Damn you, now I want some. Sucks that I'm never home to make it. Maybe tonight. :P

"no frying pan zone" ??

We should take a trip to the UK JUST to get a grilled cheese machine. lol, hmm maybe some other things too. I'll just hop in my private jet and land in your backyard to pick you up, make a stop in NY and PA to pick up Kevin and a friend.
Because I can't afford a car, I have a private jet. Yeah :P
A Guy Named Gooaguynamedgoo on August 8th, 2007 06:33 pm (UTC)
She kinda showed up. I told her to be my guest, and she totally pwned me with her l33t grilled cheese making skillz. She just got cocky with the soup, though.
thanx2mj2 on August 14th, 2007 04:01 pm (UTC)
Goo, now I want fish and chips, loaded with good old malt vinegar...the Brits are on to something.