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Phinal Day of Grilled Cheese Month (insert sad phace)

10 May

Phirst off, I will apologize to you, my phabulous phollowers, for phalling off the proverbial phoodfoto wagon this past week.  Yesterday welcomed the last year of my twenties to the party, and I spend a phair amount of time celebrating that phact.

Prepare yourselves for a blitzkrieg of posts later this evening…

So back to last Saturday, April 30th, which marked the phinal day of National Grilled Cheese Month.

I wore black for the occasion.

I started the day with a little brain phood as we rushed off to class.

I consider the leftover piece of pizza I had as a mid-morning snack to qualify as brain phood as well.

When lunch rolled around, we rolled ourselves over to the best deli in town- Country Grains (it might actually be the only deli in town, but nonetheless…)

I tried a Turkey & Cranberry sando for the phirst time, and it phelt like Thanksgiving in my mouth.

I also indulged in a new chip phlavor (that sounded more exciting that it actually turned out to be…)

…and then balanced that out (in my own mind) with some baby carrots.  Speaking of, that name has always amused me, as they are most certainly not actual baby carrots…

Just because something is shaved down to a baby-like size, does not, in my opinion, give us the right to remove its level of maturity.  Am I alone on this?

My phlight home from PDX was D.E.L.A.Y.E.D. so it was awfully late by the time I graced SJC with my presence.  I took a wrong turn leaving the airport which ended up being an excellent choice!  I discovered a road that has two soul phood restaurants to offer as well as an In N Out.  I plan to save the soul phood for my next trip, but where better to end the merry merry month of grilled cheese than In-N-Out?!?

Until next year, National celebration of phinding excuses to indulge… until next year.

Grilled Cheese, Revisited

26 Apr

A study in November 2009 conducted by scientists in Barcelona, Spain suggests that regularly consuming skim milk with cocoa rich in flavonoids may reduce inflammation and slow or prevent the development of atherosclerosis. However, the study notes that its effects are not as pronounced as seen in consumption of red wine.

Sounds like justification to me!

The pumpkin seed pairing seemed like a good idea when I raided the liquor store next door.   Not so much when the conflicting phlavors raided my mouth.

A phriendly phellow treated me to lunch at Dudley’s where we both had my phavorite- the Beggar’s Banquet.  They say you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, but you can tell a lot from the title…  the soup tasted as good as it looked (translation: awful).  Must have been an off day, as I normally really love this joint.

My grilled cheese compatriot had dinner waiting for me when I got home from a late night at work- two more recipes from the phabulous grilled cheese cookbook we’ve been tackling this month.

This tasty little treat pheatured Italian Crusty Bread, Truffle Oil, Fontina and Taleggio cheese. Oddly, the main ingredient that I am 99.9% sure was in it (which was meth disguised as a sandwich ingredient) was not listed in the recipe.

The second sando enveloped cremini mushrooms in a mixture of heavy cream, Fontina and Parmesan with garlic on Phrench bread.  Enjoyable yes, but it was like Nick Lachey showing up to the Justin Timberlake party.  Both rocked my socks off in high school, but only one of those phine phellows has a solid spot in my phantasy life.

Do you think a grilled cheese sando is capable of bringing sexy back?

If not, you might want to try my little truffled phriend…

If It Ain’t Broke

25 Apr

I woke up pheeling like a million bucks!  I even remembered to bring breakfast to work with me.

(And I will thank the peanut gallery for refraining from side comments about it not being impressive that I remembered to grab a damn yogurt from the phridge before heading out for the day…  I’m coming from a strengths-based perspective here, and I am taking it where I can get it!)

My boss decided to join the National Grilled Cheese Month bandwagon, and she treated me to a massive sando from Elli’s (of course, we both added bacon.  Why?  Because… EVERYTHING is better with bacon!)

It was yummy, but now that I’m in the running for National Grilled Cheese Queen, I’m becoming a parcel more particular when it comes to melt cheesy goodness.  This was not the best I’ve had this month nor was it the worst.

Dinner was more of an afterthought than anything else (this happens when you overeat yourself into a lactose-laced carb coma in the afternoon) so I threw together what I had.  Shirataki noodles (I’d assume you phollowers are sensing a bit of my creature of habit tendencies by now) and Brussel sprouts.

The noodles were solid- tasty as always.  The sprouts not so much.  Someone recommended to me in the past month to roast those puppies with a little balsamic instead of my tried and true recipe for miniature cabbage delight (Bless you, Ina Garten, bless you!) and so I did.

Let it be said- if it ain’t broke, don’t phix it.

I love my sprouts the way I make them, and while I am sure whatever wonderfully kind and competent person it was that suggested the sugary substitution can pull it off wonderfully, mine missed the mark… and then some.  I gave the little guys three chances, but a phourth bite was certainly not warranted.

The trash got to enjoy the rest.  Oscar would have been pleased.

Grilled Cheese (x2)

20 Apr

When breakfast starts to pheel boring, just add Girl Scout cookies…

The office walked down the street for lunch to Tacos Choice.

I tried their Lobster Burrito as well as a phew of my coworker’s sweet potatoe phries.

During my late afternoon meeting, we all needed a bit of a pick me up, so the Quaker Oat Man came to the rescue.

I opted for Oatmeal Raisin phlavor- yum!

Dinner was borderline ridiculous.

My new phriend has decided to aid and abet my passion for National Grilled Cheese Month with a cookbook comprised entirely of grilled cheese recipes.  We tackled two this evening.

The phirst was an open-phaced sando with sharp Tillamook cheddar with dill pickles.  Yes, please!

The second was a rosemary, roasted red pepper, garlic and Jarlsberg sando on sourdough.

Both were highly enjoyable, but in a court of law, I would have to admit to having much stronger pheelings for the cheddar dill combo than the rosemary swiss.

I am really beginning to think April is the best phreaking month ever…

Grilled Cheese, continued…

18 Apr

Sometimes work gets in the way of my day.  It’s very phrustrating.  Tuesday was one of those days…  I had thrown yogurt in my purse and noticed it around 10:30, so breakfast was, in phact, consumed.

Impressed?

The majority of the staff went to a training that lasted all afternoon, and of course, we were running late to get there.  Driving on the back roads of Salinas, we stumbled upon a hidden locals’ phavorite- the Della-Rose Deli.

The place was jam-packed with a line out the door of pholks ordering off the very tasty looking sandwich board.  We were in a rush, so we grabbed the pre-packaged salads and were back on our way.  I had incredibly low expectations, as I cannot tell you when I’ve ever had a pre-made salad that I was truly excited to eat.

This pleasantly surprising chicken cobb was phresh, phlavorful and philling.  Hooray for pre-made salads!

The trainer provided us with phun toys and snacks during the phour hour class, so I decided to indulge just a wee bit.

A motley crew of aspiring trivia buffs gathered together at the London Bridge Pub for  a night of phood, drink and useless information.  Three of us kept the grilled cheese celebration alive by ordering it off the menu.  The phanciness of the sando scared me at phirst- it had three kinds of cheese, roasted red peppers and olives on nine grain bread, but my oh my am I glad I gave the little guy a chance.

Seriously one of the best grilled cheeses I’ve had… ever.

I hope this month doesn’t ruin me on grilled cheese.  Wait… like that’s possible!

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