I am lost and trapped inside my head; terror outside, nightmares in bed. I can't remember what anyone said; i wasn't hungry, but i craved to be fed. I put the cheese and tomatoes in bread; i was tempted toward cold, but fried it instead.
by EarnestFurnace
19 Comments
Poetry about grilled cheese
The cut is wild
My mom made these growing up and we called them “Cheezy Weezy’s”
Golden love 💛
This looks like a medium rare steak with a shitty pan.
My favorite sammach! I also add bacon.
Never thought I’d see sandwich poetry here
The old chin burner
you’re wise, not to post this in the grilled cheese sub
Yummmm
Why the fuck did you cut it like that 😥
I want that next bite
I was going to start handing out the pitchforks until I realized this isn’t r/grilledcheese
This is not a grilled cheese. This is a melt.
Heresy.
I love fresh tomatoes and I love cooked tomatoes but I cannot for the life of me stomach warm fresh tomatoes. Is it just me?
Its not everyday you see a new way to cut a sandwich.
I used to make these all the time. Dip it in mustard 😋
I don’t believe in this sort of thing