The Great Grilled Cheese Dilemma

Generally I would say that the unexpected is, if not necessarily good, at least something interesting. And although the phrase 'May your life be interesting' is often taken as a curse, I'd rather have something interesting, if slightly painful, than nothing at all. (though those who know me wouldn't believe it)

In some cases however, the unexpected is highly disappointing.

This was one of those times.

Once upon a... nah I'm just kidding.

seriously though

It was a friday at Chapel Hill, early in the semester and I was going with my girls to a Duke v. Carolina soccer game. A wonderful day to be certain, blue skies, warm, and just sunny enough. It was decided that we would grab dinner from the food hall and take it along with us, to go.

I'll tell you in advance, it did not go as planned.

Being a growing teenager who had to walk everywhere I was really hungry and as I wandered from line to line of the food hall, I smelled a smell. A glorious smell, and my nose led me to, wonder of wonders, the grilled cheese table.

The Grilled Cheese is a simple but wonderful creation. Fluffy, white bread covered in butter and toasted with a slice of melty craft american cheese. (Craft cheese isn't that tasty, in all honesty but it is a must in this particular situation)

MMMMMMMmmmmm

So grilled cheese, fresh made, in a to go box with some fries.

Off we go, to the game. Adventure.

And so we arrive and I, in anticipation of my sammich, sit on the ground and pop open my to-go box.

I was nearly drooling.

First bite, tasty, warm, toasty bread with butter. no cheese

My thoughts: maybe the cheese is smaller than the bread. A sad but common sandwich problem.

Second bite, also delicious and warm. still no cheese

Starting to get a bit disappointed but still expecting a cheese gold mine, I continued on to the third bite. Lo and behold...

No Cheese.

In my quest I decided to check the rest of the supposed grilled cheese for the necessary slice.

But tragically, no dice. (or in this case dairy products)

I had a grill with as severe lack of cheese.

And my sadness was unending... at least until we went and got ice cream

And thus ends the tragic tale of the dairy deficient sandwich (otherwise known as unexpected butter toast)