My 6-year-old nephew is so kind, respectful and I can go on, but I won’t. He is a picky eater. I made him a grilled cheese sandwich. How hard can it be? It’s just bread, and cheese, right? I had come across the recipe on Facebook, and I thought I had memorized it. Only, I had not, but I did not know at the time. So, I said, who wants a grilled cheese? He looked at me and you can tell he was scared, but manage to act like he just had a large meal and did not have space in his belly for anything. He politely said, no thank you.
I knew he was hungry. So, I made the grilled cheese, and it came out like crap. No, problem. I watch Hell’s Kitchen during tornado warnings days, and I learn this much. It is all in the presentation. So, I made the plate look simple and pristine, and proceeded to offer the grilled cheese with no end pieces, with a smile.
He took it, ate it and asked for another.
Folks, it was the crappiest grilled cheese in the world! I think I like it mushy, he said as he ate the last bite of the nastiest grilled cheese.
I felt so bad, that I decided to start making grilled cheese sandwiches until it comes out right. I’m trying this recipe on this link, next week. 😀