This is what I had for lunch today to fight the Sunday blues: a grilled cheese sandwich with Pringles. Unhealthy comfort food at its best/worst. I cannot remember the last time I had made a home made grilled cheese. The English call it toasted cheese or cheese toastie, I call it grilled cheese since I'm a kid. My recipe: mature cheese (or "extra mature cheese" in this case), American mustard and white bread. That's it. I guess I'm not much of a chef. When the Ticklers visit us in our new home, I might prepare them this meal.
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