All of this goes to say -- sometimes when you want a grilled cheese sandwich (even though it is perhaps one of the easiest hot meals to prepare, ever), you gotta go find one in the urban jungle, and not in your own kitchen. And by sometimes, I mean an embarrassingly high proportion of the time, in my case.
I try to keep this blog thing upbeat, but the story of today is that after having purchased and eaten a perfectly delicious grilled cheese at Charlie's, our crew relocated briefly to the Cellar, and this gal was faced with a sad fact: the best grilled cheese in Cambridge had evaded me for the evening. I find the Cellar to be one of the most charming pubs in Cambridge -- nice restaurant on top, basement (but not dungy) bar on the bottom. But hands-down, the best thing about the place is their perfect combo of tomato soup and the best-grilled, cheesiest sandwich in the 'hood. But never fret, for there were wiser souls alongside who avoided the trap, and even offered up some of the soup to share.
Goal: perfect a home-made version of this meal before next winter.
