Remember that scene from the 40-Year-Old Virgin where Steve Carell describes how he spent his entire Saturday making the perfect egg salad sandwich? And the point of the scene is how boring his life is? You know what I thought when I watched that scene? FUN!!!
I know it sounds weird, but I have literally eaten perhaps three bites of grilled cheese sandwiches over the course of my entire life. I have never made one, had one made for me, or ordered one in a restaurant. But the other day I had my third bite ever, and now I’m in love. I decided that my first entire grilled cheese sandwich should be as good as possible.
At the Union Square Farmer’s Market, I bought what I was assured was the best boutique bacon around. Next, I went to Zabar’s (above), where the lovely lady at the cheese counter promised me that Canadian White Cheddar was the way to go. I also bought some fresh-sliced French Pullman white bread.
