Today I really wanted a grilled cheese sandwich.
Not just any grilled cheese sandwich, but one from the Eagle's Nest, which is a little deli/grill inside the student center at Ashland University. Back in my college days, I used to stop there sometimes after my last class on Friday afternoon and get a grilled cheese sandwich as a snack. It was made on thick Texas toast, with liquefied butter painted on with a brush, and some kind of fake orange cheese thats chemical make-up make it the utmost in deliciousness.
It's been fifteen years since I had one of these most perfect grilled cheese sandwiches, but I (clearly) still think about them. No other grilled cheese sandwich ever quite lives up.