The divine collaboration of fat and carbs I remember first was my beautiful Mama's eyes agog at her 4 year-old superhero saying "another one" after inhaling a buttery grilled cheese made of white bread and Kraft American slices like a lush a second past tossing back a highball full of rotgut. Brie and baguette or saltine and Swiss, bread is concomitant to cheese like both to skunky kush or the subject of this entry to tomato soup, my favorite pairing.
The Winter menu at Northpoint which ends soon carries a variety of soup/sandwich trays ending in April when the DOC starves us for half the year, because apparently the belief is that inmates find that combo plate gauche past Easter.
This technique is lightning fast for whipping up natures most perfect food, more hint from the hellhole than reform recipe:
Using around a half teaspoon of mayo, coat one side of a bread slice then salt and pepper lightly. Add cheese slices - I've come back around to American Cheese like the Korean foodies for a lovely melt this showcases, squares with the points coming off the top/sides alternately for charred cheese edges all around. Coat another piece of bread on both sides and place atop first piece and cheese. Turn over, coat clean side with mayo, then place inside Popcorn Bag.
Nuke for 1.5 minutes, remove and *IMPORTANT* let sandwich sit to breathe for 3 minutes minimum, allowing for crisp edges and making the sandwich what it is, Hombre! Cut that Daddy on the diagonal and slap a pickle on your plate like a diner with some tomato soup - you can use can crap if rocking fast and/or frugal. The pouch is extra dough for a cute piece of landfill fodder and you're in my cell. That's proof you're not an imbecile. Throw a couple of tablespoons of Dry Milk and some Garlic Powder in the bowl/cup and youv'e got Budget Bisque, Blanche!
Eat it up, Buttercup! Love, Your Bat-Tard With Provolone Committing Sal-ami