Have you ever tried a grilled cheese on croissant bread?
If the answer is no, then please stop reading this post and go find this magical stuff. And after you’ve had a grilled cheese and french toast with it, make Cheese Dreams. And try not to get the Heart song These Dreams stuck in your head. Cause, you know, Cheese Dreams go on when I close my eyes… every second of the night, I need another slice….
/cough Annnnyhooosies…
For the three people in North America that have already discovered this and kept it a secret so we could always find it at Kroger’s/Smiths/wherever your bread hookup is… you understand when I say I spoiled the mister this evening with a fine meal of croissant bread grilled cheese and Humpty Dumpty all dressed chips.
Yes, thanks to friends in Maine that love me, I know about those too. (You can get them on Amazon, if you dare.)
Most of the time I spoil my mister just to spoil him…. but not today. Today we took delivery of a big box containing a freestanding evaporative cooler.. you may know them as swamp coolers. It needed to be unpacked and set up in the courtyard so me and my plants can go on living in it.
Rick, pushes back his chair and carries the plates to the kitchen, grabs a soda, and prepares to settle into the comfy chair where Mouse awaits, ensuring that there will be no escape.
Me- Before you do that….
Rick- What?
Me- There’s a very large box in the courtyard that needs seen to.
Rick- okay….
Me- Now I’m not saying you have to do anything about it, I’m certainly not demanding that you deal with it..
Rick- oh good /begins to head to his chair again
Me- BUT.
Rick pauses, and sighs- But what?
Me- if you do not deal with it, I will ensure it becomes problematic for you
Rick- So I’ll step around it in the morning, no big deal
Me. No, I don’t think you understand me… remember the game of hiding Knut the Bear? (aside- when I completely messed up my foot and had to be in a walking boot for two months, Rick bought me a giant teddy bear when we lived in a teensy crackerbox of an apartment.. we took turns hiding it weird places for the other to find when they got home. We were young(er) and in love and it was fucking adorable, trust me.)
Rick- yeah…
Me- I will find a place you can’t step around it. It will be early, and it will cause you problems.
Rick- You can’t hide it anywhere Mouse wouldn’t get to it first.
Me, with dawning realization- Shit. Checkmate.
Luckily, Rick’s a good guy, and he went out to the courtyard to deal with the swamp cooler while I came into my office to write this. Cheers yall. I hope there’s a good sammich and person for you tonight.
Curiouser and Curiouser 