For breakfast this morning I ate an avocado breakfast panini, or, as I like to call it, an “Egg Nacho Panini.” Yeah, be jealous. (Oh, and happy Passover! or Easter!)
- white bread
- shredded nacho cheese
- avocado, chopped
- red onion, chopped
- fried egg (with dill)
- baby spinach
Not as good as I had hoped; not enough red onion, maybe. In retrospect, I was in a mood for something spicier. More flavor needed. Maybe feta? Crushed red pepper? I’ll make it again, though. It’s still got avocado and cheese in it, so, duh.
(Alternative sandwich title: So Cheezy, Ho, My Swag’s Got High Cholesterol.)
Sometimes you have the intention to make avocado breakfast panini you found on the Internet, but somehow by the time you get home it’s 9:12pm and you’re starving and the idea of cooking an egg and slicing up an avocado in ADDITION to grilling a sandwich seems waaaaaaaay too much time before you can eat, so you throw every cheese in your fridge into the sandwich instead. Bam. Oh, and you burn the sandwich because you’re busy writing a blog post instead of watching the George Foreman. So your sandwich looks like this:
- “country white” bread, whatever the hell “country white” means
- American cheese, 2 slices
- shredded nacho/taco cheese, however much you want
Cheesy! Duh. Super delicious. The individual cheeses are not terribly easy to distinguish once they’ve melted together. I’d say that it tasted like boxed macaroni and cheese, actually, if you had bread instead of pasta. So if you like the idea of a mac and cheese sandwich, this is the one for you.
Full disclosure: I am a bit drunk. There’s a mason jar quarter-full of cheap pinot in front of me and NSync’s “Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays” playing on the stereo (and yes, I am singing along passionately. Duh. Why would you ever wonder). My roommates have disappeared. Why does everyone decide to go to bed just when I reach the point of pleasantly tipsy? Is it because it takes ages for me to arrive at that junction, or because I am an obnoxious drunk? Jury’s out.
I threw a small grilled cheese party at my apartment tonight. The croque monsieur turned out to be a team effort, and took twice as long to cook as the recipe claimed, but was ultimately delicious.
- butter (unsalted)
- black pepper
- Gruyere cheese
- Parmesan (fake Parmesan-Romano works well)
- country white bread, the kind with white flour on top
- Dijon mustard
- Black Forest deli ham
First off, this takes like an hour to make. I don’t care who tells you otherwise, even if it’s Ina Garten. And you have to grate a hell lot of cheese. That being said, this sandwich is worth it. Whoever looked at a loaf of bread and said, “We should put ham, cheese and a bit of mustard between two of these, and then blanket the top of our creation with what is basically alfredo sauce except with nutmeg added” is quite clearly the smartest person of all time. S/he should have won the Nobel Prize of food. S/he is the original Top Chef. A Platinum Chef, even.
Also, I made double chocolate cranberry cookies and my friend brought over maple snap cookies. After I wash dishes, I will probably eat one more of each, even though I ate like five tonight.
Where did my roommates go? Do they have a problem with old-school NSync? Are they robots? Because who could have a problem with old-school NSync, amirite?
I am going to wash all the dishes. Have a lovely Friday night.