Not a food blog.

Alright, I'm trying not to make this a food blog, but you have to make these.

Really, you have to. 

Ever see someone after not seeing them for years? You come to realize they are all grown up and fabulous and you just can't believe it?! That's this sandwich. Let's get you two reacquainted.

Without further ado, I'd like to REintroduce you to.... (drum roll..?)

The grilled cheese and 'mato soup duo:

I know, don't they look fabulous?!

While 'mato soup hasn't changed much, (let's admit, she was boarding perfection just the way she was), you may have a hard time recognizing this Grilled Cheese sammy all grown up. 

I made these last night at our normal perfect dinner time of 10 o'clock (eye roll).

Here's how:

Get a giant loaf of that awesome Italian bread (the kind you aren't supposed to eat in today's organic society). Cut it into think slices, if it didn't already come sliced. Butter each side (or Pam). 

In a pan sauté a bit of sweet onion, some chopped garlic, and a pinch of basil, if you wish. Once the onions are transparent, put in a can of stewed tomatoes (no, I didn't stew my own tomatoes). Normally, I would have put in some spinach at this point. But, I didn't have any, so I used Arugula because that's what I found lingering in the veggie drawer. Let it get all yummy and fill the house with amazingness smelly goods until it looks like this:

Next, put that giant guilt stricken Italian bread in the skillet and let it start doing its thing. Now, cheese is key here. I used Jarlsberg because that's what Anne Hathaway eats in The Devil Wears Prada and she gets to wear Chanel boots everyday and well.....every little bit helps. 

Once it starts getting all melty melty spoon some of your 'mato goodness over the Jarlsberg. Lastly, I added a bit of Grey Poupon to the other side of the bread, just because it added a bit of tang and it's fun to say. Flip, flip, flip, until they are all suntanned up on both sides. Place on plate, cut them diagonally, and stack accordingly so you feel like you are in a cute little cafe in Italy. 

Done! You have to admit.... Grilled cheese sammy is all grown up and lookin' smokin' hot.

Now, go eat her before she gets old and wrinkly. And don't forget your 'mato soup.