I love cheese.
I eat it every day.
I eat it with my breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Whether it’s yellow, white, sharp, mild, or hot, I’ve never met a cheese I didn’t like. Surprisingly, my cholesterol levels are very good.
Growing up, one of my favorite comfort foods was a grilled cheese sandwich. After spending hours playing in the snow I’d come inside to a hot grilled cheese sandwich and a bowl of soup waiting. Life couldn’t have been more perfect in my young mind.
The sandwich was perfection when the cheese oozed down the sides of the lightly buttered bread. But the real test was if the cheese stretched after that first bite.
While in elementary school, the cafeteria’s grilled cheese was never as good as my mothers. It had half the amount of cheese, so it lacked the stretch factor. You’ve got to have that, right?
Twenty plus years ago, while bed ridden with a ruptured disc in my back, my father, who’d recently retired, came to my house each day. For lunch he cooked his specialty, grilled cheese. Back then, that was all he knew how to cook so we ate it every day. He sat on my bed as we both ate our sandwiches and watched the O.J. Simpson trial. I’ll never forget that time we spent together, or his grilled cheese.
Today, I still love the sandwich, especially the way Derek makes them. It’s amazing how something as simple as two slices of bread and a ton of cheese can evoke such warm memories.
Do you have a favorite comfort food?