Somebody Please Toasted Me

I'm feeling a little obsessed today.  A little consumed with but one thought.  The toasted cheese sandwich at the Borough Market in London.  It has been 4 years since I had it, and I have never forgotten it.  I have tried to recreate it at home but I have not yet come anywhere close to making one that tastes so good.

If you've been to the Borough Market, you know it's an awesome place.  And if you were lucky enough to get the toasted, you know what I'm talking about.  If you haven't been, it's time to add it to your bucket list.  We never would have known about the market, or the sandwich, or for that matter been in London, if not for sister-in-law Keri.  She was on a temporary job assignment and said anyone in the family who wanted to come visit was welcome.  She probably regretted that statement after my husband and I took her up on the offer, but she was very gracious and never acted like she was tired of us.  She was the one who took us to the Borough Market the day we arrived and said we had to eat a grilled cheese sandwich.  All this exotic fare and we're supposed to eat grilled cheese?  But she seemed to know what she was talking about and the line for the sandwiches was really long, which is always a good sign.  Then we finally got our sandwiches and a whole new slice of heaven opened up for me. 

What has me waxing rhapsodic about grilled cheese today?  Keri is back in London.  Her destination tomorrow?  The Borough Market.  Her intent?  A toasted.  Maybe two, if she's smart.  I'm feeling a little consumed with envy.

Becky is quite the grilled cheese connoisseur (yes, I had to look up how to spell that).  If you call her around lunchtime and ask what she's fixing, you can almost be guaranteed that the answer will be, "grilled cheese."  But she is not stuck in a rut, oh no.  For her grilled cheeses are quite creative.  She uses different cheeses and different breads and is constantly coming up with new and delicious combos.  However, she has not yet come up with a toasted. 

Maybe someday someone will give us a big bucket of money so we can fly to London and she can be treated to the grilled cheese of her life.