(Before the grammar police come after me, I am well aware that “ain’t”
ain’t isn’t a word.)
After several okay, but not exactly stellar, sandwiches, I am in grilled cheese heaven today. Havarti with dill on cottage bread. Oh, my giddy aunt!! I knew it was going to be a good choice when I saw the word “dill”. Can anything with dill in it be bad? I think not.
It was in a gondola along with some other cheeses, but I only had eyes for dill. A quick trip to the bakery section where a lovely loaf of cottage bread awaited me. Then, home again, home again, jiggedy jig.
While the skillet heated, I buttered my bread and sprinkled on a little extra dill weed, sliced my heavenly havarti, and assembled my sandwich. Then I carefully, tenderly, grilled it. It smelled sooooo gooood. When it was done I sliced it in two and (forgive me Miss Manners!) I ate half of it standing right there at the counter! Oh, my word!! Dee-lish-us!!
I remembered to get a photo before the second half disappeared.
This one. This one is my favorite so far. It won’t be easy to top this.
But, I’ll carry on and try.