Learning to Cook: Grilled Cheeses (Everything But the Kitchen Sink Style)

Slowly, as a gift to myself and to M, I am teaching myself how to cook. (If you knew me, you'd know that this is definitely a process.)

Tonight, I decided to make grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup because that's my comfort food. And it's been raining foreverrr. I needed something to warm me up. So I poured me a pint glass full of muscadine wine (I am a southern girl, afterall.) and got started.

I love boring food. M, on the other hand, loves "complex tastes", whatever that means, so I went with something more fancy for his sake. 

Not only was there cheddar cheese in our sandwiches, but also, green onions, ham, and slices of home-grown jalapenos.

Home. Grown. HOME-GROWN. Hell yeah. Can't get more fucking domesticated than that!

One cut and two burns later, our feast was complete.

M: "I'll make a housewife out of you yet!"

Yeah, right.