Pimpin’ the Cheese

This is kind of a weird thing to blog about, but I'm not going to let that stop me. I remember eating many a grilled cheese sandwich as a kid and loving every one of them. Buttery toasted bread, gooey dripping cheese. . .mmmm, heaven. My mom spread on a little mustard before grilling, which added a nice tang. Now that I'm all grown up an adult, I still enjoy a good grilled cheese sandwich, but not with the same passion. Until now:


I discovered this cheese over the weekend at our local grocery store. It's an aged white cheddar with just a touch of sweetness. I initially worried that the mustard seeds would make it a little crunchy, but that wasn't the case. It was especially good between slices of yesterday's loaf of sourdough bread, paired with Tuscan Tomato Basil bisque. All hail the grown-up grilled cheese sandwich! I think I'm in love.