Soup weather. And where there's soup, there's grilled cheese...right? Well, in a perfect world.
Allow me to say that I made these melted-cheese beauties all by my lonesome. For those (four) of you who stop by often, you know that Kell is most often the culinary master in our house. But nary a finger was lifted by my husband in the creation of this meal.
I hereby dedicate this image to my beloved brothers, who dutifully take every opportunity to poke fun at their sister's cooking foibles. And rightly so. But I must say, I totally rocked these.
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