Confession Obvious statement: I love cheese
OK, that’s an understatement. I ADORE cheese. I CRAVE cheese. I DREAM in cheese. You get the point. Me and cheese are pretty tight.
For all you other cheese lovers out there, what if I told you I had a brilliant idea? A restaurant where the focus was: cheese. Gouda, cheddar, provolone, blue, you name it, it’s on the menu! Then what if I told you that the featured dish would be a GRILLED CHEESE sandwich — 20 different ways. Grilled cheese and veggies? DONE! Grilled cheese, onions and pierogies? DUH! Grilled cheese with bacon and fried egg? PLEASE! The list goes on…
You’d probably be pretty stoked, huh?
Too bad someone else already thought of it.
Lucky for me a NEW location just opened up in my neighborhood (the original is on the West Side).
Melt in numbers:
5: people in our party (me, the Mister, mom, dad, bro)
90: minutes we were told the wait was
3: times we fed the parking meeter
6: times I nagged my mom to ask how much time was left before we got to sit down
1: times she actually asked
115: minutes we actually waited
3: times the Christmas Story played (the run it on a loop in the TVs)
20: plastic lawn ornaments I counted (before I lost track)
24: Grilled cheese sandwiches to choose from
12: times my stomach growled
3: Sandwiches really I wanted
60: minutes we waited for our sandwiches
3: times I tried to convince my family it’d be worth it
8: iced tea refills
5: happy tummies
Was it worth it? For me, yes. While the wait was really annoying, it gave me time to catch up with my family and spend quality time together with minimal distractions (other than my growling stomach). The food was, as expected, delicious.
I ordered the Grilled Peanut Butter, Banana and Cream Cheese Sandwich.
Dear Melt, next time, don’t skimp on the peanut butter, OK? After waiting for a few hours, I think I deserve more than a tablespoon. Otherwise, delish.
The Mister ordered the West Side Monte Cristo, which included honey ham, smoked turkey, swiss, american, beer battered and mixed berry preserves
He compared it to an orgasm. I had a bite and tend to agree. TMI? It’s OK we’re all friends.
My brother ordered The Big Popper, which had fresh jalapeno peppers, cheddar & herbed cream cheese, beer battered and mixed berry preserves.
I can’t remember what my dad ordered. And I didn’t dare get within his personal space to investigate — I know better than to mess with a hungry man
My mom was a whimp and ordered a salad. Don’t bother, I already made fun of her.
Which sandwich would you have chosen or what would make up your perfect grilled cheese sandwich?



















