Oh goodness, I've been gone far too long. We really need to catch up, don't we? First off I'm happy to report that the foot is healing nicely; just a week or so longer in the sexy walking boot then I should be back to "normal" walking. Cross your fingers. This also means I can ditch the crutches and go back to work in a limited capacity. Last week I went back for four days and it was great; good to get back into the rhythm of things again, though I'm still taking it easy. Plus I needed a little more interaction with humans than felines, if you know what I'm sayin'. Speaking of felines, I adopted another one, making me an official member of clan cat lady, or cat woman, as I like to call it. My neighborhood is chock-full of strays at any given moment and there must be some secret code among them that says "hey, go to her house, she'll feed you and if you're super cute she'll take you in." A couple of weeks ago there was a wee grey kitten among the bunch. Tiny, adorable and in good shape, he was hanging around the yard, making his cuteness known. I didn't have the heart to let him suffer through the cold nights, plus my fat orange guy already loved him to bits. So a trip to the vet and a clean bill of health means he's now snug as a bug in my house, wreaking havoc like kittens usually do - climbing up trees and refusing to come down unless you open 8 cans of cat food and call their name in all sorts of sing songy ways. whilst cursing under your breath. And then there is the constant counter jumping - I even caught him lapping up a bowl of Sriracha mayo while my back was turned for 2 seconds. Apparently he liked it. But these are the small things; he gives good cuddle and makes me laugh all the time. He must have known I saved his life because he follows me everywhere. In fact he's curled up beside me now as I type this. I call him Rocky.
But enough cat talk! (The dog people probably already dozed off.) In between adopting kittens and shuffling around the house, I made a sandwich. A really great sandwich. And I made it a lot. And I would have told you about it sooner, except my computer was in the computer fixing place for 8 days. You know when they say they'll have it back in 4? Yeah, that. But like most things, this is worth the wait.
Grilled cheese is the best comfort food. Raise your hand if you love crispy, cheesy bread. Seeing as these are the two most important ingredients, it's key to use the best you can find. Good sourdough from your favourite bakery will suffice, as will a sharp, aged white cheddar, or any other cheese that packs a decent punch. I sliced crisp, sweet apples and layered them in once I had buttered and broiled the bread in all of its cheesy glory. A slather of fig jam and garnish of peppery arugula bring this into grown up grilled cheese territory. Remember that other grilled cheese with fig jam? Yeah, this is just as good. Bacon lovers, yeah, I'm looking at you, feel free to add a few crispy slices if you like. Amen. Now you'll have to excuse me while I get the kitten off the bookshelf. He's eating the plants again. Oy.
Grilled Cheese Sandwich with Apples, Arugula and Fig Jam
4 thick slices of fresh sourdough bread
4 tbsp butter
12 slices aged, white cheddar
10 thin apple slices
2 tbsp fig jam
2 handfuls of arugula
Butter the bread on both sides. Fry all slices in a large pan over medium high heat, flipping over and frying the other side as well, just until golden.
Remove bread from heat and place slices on a bakesheet. Divide cheese among the slices. Place under broiler and broil until melted and golden. Remove from oven. Put apple slices on 2 sides, dollop fig jam on the other two. Put a handful of arugula on top of the apples and top with the fig jam cheese slice. Cut in half. Eat. Makes 2 sandwiches. Adapted from Flourishing Foodie
Seriously. How could I say no to that face? And those paws!